Don’t you think it’s logical that if a floor stain color is called American Rustic that I would immediately begin picturing log cabins and prairies and, well, things that are all…rustic-ish?

The husband and the contractor told me I’m letting the name throw me. And they might be right (but they will never hear that statement come out of my mouth) and yes, if the color was named, beautiful glossy brown that Steph will love, I might not have woken up in a cold sweat this morning thinking, I made a mistake in picking the floor coloring.

The contractor said it was his favorite color of the 8 he put down for us. I was comforted for a few seconds until I realized 2 things:
1. He’s married, therefore, has learned to say what women want to hear without a second’s hesitation.
2. He’s a contractor who deals with female customers all day long, and has learned to say what women want to hear without a second’s hesitation.

I’m going to go look at it in a few minutes, and I’m hoping the first thing I think isn’t, Laura Ingalls Wilder would be very happy living here. I mean, nothing against her, or log cabins, but it wasn’t the look I’m going for.

Is it December 9th yet? (Lie to me - I don’t care…)

Steph T.

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