Had I the energy and talent to choose a new color for my stucco, I would. But knowing me the way I do, we're looking forward to a half-assed paint job -- if we're lucky. A new color would mean glimpsing the old color in all manner of nooks and crannies, or just out in the open for god and everyone to see.
So old color it is. I've pretty much finished the trim on the street-facing side. The "TV side" as they say in used-car circles. The trim is white. I can do white. I know white. In fact, if I can give credit where credit is due, I'll give it to me. I absolutely nailed the white.
It's the stucco that's a problem.
I carried home lots of swatches from the hardware store. All my supplies are from Altadena Hardware, by the way.
The greatest little small town hardware store in all the land. They even took the time to walk me through a putty-knife/woodfiller meltdown. I'll never set foot in another Home Depot if I can help it. I'd Like Alt Hardware on Facebook, but they don't have a Facebook page, so I'll just have to, you know, like them in a general and old-fashioned kind of way.
Altadena Hardware gave me some color swatches to compare to my stucco. The swatches have these seductive names, like, yes, my house can be "Amber Grain," "Ripe Pear," "Sugared Lemon." I leaned towards "Sing-Song" but then came to my senses.
Who was I kidding.
The perfect match, the color I seek, is something closer to a healthy urine sample, from someone who drinks at least six to eight glasses of water a day.
They don't have a name for that, so this may take awhile.
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