Why I Can't Paint My Living Room

I'm frozen, can't move, can't go in any direction.

No...I don't live in the Northeast...I'm having decorating issues.

I want to paint my living room but......

We are planning on knocking down a wall soon and when we remove that wall then we will need to put down new floors and then since my living room and kitchen will flow together my kitchen will need painting also and if we are going to do all that then I may as well build the bookcases and window seat that I've always wanted and I want the wall that the television will hang on to be covered in old pallet wood and once I paint,  a greige color, I think, then I will need all new furniture and frankly we can't afford to do all of this so (deep breath)  maybe I should wait and not paint at all?

Because it seems like if I start this project...at all....then I will open a can of worms.

You get it.....right?

But as you see...I really need to paint...this room is dark!

I drew a line and the arrow on the wall that we want to take down. 

My kitchen/breakfast area is on the other side.

I still could go ahead and paint but truly will that mustard yellow couch not look awful if I paint a grey color or really a greige color on the wall?

And I can't get new furniture yet (and I don't want to do slipcovers) because college kid has one more year but I'm about to go nuts to change things around here.

It's been a long time coming.....maybe the answer is to quit reading blogs and stay off of Pinterest...:)

If my house were only a salad.

What do you mean?

There is a precise way to eat your salad.

You get your Southwest McDonalds salad with grilled chicken and carefully take the top off the container.

Then you take out the hard, white lettuce, the yucky purple lettuce, and any carrots that may be too thick.

This is what was taken out of the salad.

And then you carefully cut your chicken into perfect bite sized pieces and your lettuce also.

Then you pour your dressing evenly over the entire salad.

Stir, so your corn and beans won't all be on the bottom.

And what's left?

The perfect bite!

And that, my friends, is why I can't paint my living room.