editor’s note
A FEW MONTHS AGO I TOOK A BIG STEP and went to our local hardware store for a color fix. My master bedroom had been cornflower blue for 13 years—long enough to get tired of that hue, but not so long that it had entirely worn out its welcome. My husband still loved it, but I was ready for something new. With my husband traveling on a business trip and a free weekend in front of me, what better time was there to make a change with a fresh coat of paint? With a gallon dangling from each hand and a few paint rollers tucked under each arm, I made my way to the car … with only a slight hesitation. Why the pause? Because I’d gone from blue to purple,…