Another Little W

Every now and then, I have to figure out a way, to use either an empty nail, or a hole in the wall, where a nail once was, that held a small, framed photo, that just didn't work...anymore.  Sitting here, casually reading a book, when I looked to my left.  I wondered why I thought two W's on the wall was a good idea. Well, actually, I knew why I did, and I never really did think it was a "good idea."

Easiest to patch a little nail hole, but I have no idea what the paint color is that we used on the wall. And even if  I did know, what are the chances it would be an exact match? Slim....very slim. SO, rather than worry abut all of that, you just put something up, that was never intended to hold that spot...like a small, gold W. Two of them on the wall in such a small space...just doesn't work. It reeks of desperation, or maybe shows that someone is too lazy to paint an entire wall, while having to move an armoire and everything in it...

Yes, this is extremely trivial and no one really cares (for crying out loud)...HOWEVER, this is a post that kind of takes me away from all those other things going on in the world, the fact that I have a caffeine headache...and the need to explain, if someone comes over and surreptitiously notices this odd look, but doesn't question it. NOW, they know...if they read my blog.