My Phase IV Plans are History. A night of no sleep. A day of being hurt & confused. Then, I said... and I do apologize for my bad French... Fuck it. We'll do it His Way. Then, maybe, he'll leave me alone. And, you know, I soon felt better. So much so, I went out shopping the SALES. I came back with The Most Expensive Sweater I have ever spent on 100% Wool. I look like a longshoreman. Better that than looking like one of the lumberjack Village People... for Christ's Sake!!! What can I say? Italian fashion of today. When I got home, I took stock in the aftermath of last night's massacre...

Ochre is o-u-t, OUT!!!

A Sevres Green is i-n, IN!!! We discovered that the R.G. Green is too dark and we need a light, active sort of color in an ill-lit Stanza Grande, whichever & whatever & however it is supposed to be a room.

Aubergine is neither i-n, IN, or o-u-t, OUT. Mum is the word.

The Dr. REFUSES to shake loose Teal. So, I have proposed a lighter tone. It will go to...

the Dinky Room as Our Future Dinky Kitchen. Parity is achieved with that choice.

The Entrance Hall & Dinky Kitchen become One. Consolidation followed.

The Kitchen/Sala da Pranzo/Zona di Seduta will become Our Salotto... in Sevres Green.

My Bedroom disguised as a Salotto... a tactic not in any way appreciated by the Dr. You... will become the bloody... sorry... Dining Room... naturally, since it is nearer to The Dinky Kitchen... and done-up in Tangerine... which ain't on the blogspot color-palette... damn-it. But, Aubergine still sticks.

All this finagling is dependent upon, however, that our builder will be successful in bashing a door-way through a two-foot thick wall to access the Laundry Room as the Bathroom for La Casa Grande.

Wish me luck? Gads.