Since you can't really tell that I did anything in the final picture, I'm throwing this one in. See how much different? It dried a little lighter, but it still isn't white.
**Aside** Love this paint brush. It has every color I've painted since we've lived here.
Wa-la. Here is part of the finished product. In the picture, it pretty much looks white. It's not - it's Wicker. I have calouses to prove it. And there used to be a chunk of plaster missing under that window. Fixed that. I've always hated that light fixture, and there's another one as well. Somehow though, it looks better on the new walls than it did the last. Maybe we'll change it someday, but for now it's okay. Me and the changing of the light fixtures is a story for another day. By we, I mean that I will pick one out. David actually does all the work. He's quite good at it and has gotten lots of practice both here and in my old house. Bet he wishes he'd never let me know that he could do that. ;)
Before you invite me to come and paint at your house, I should tell you this one thing. I am not especially good at it. At least 1/4 of the paint gets on me and surroundings instead of on the walls. Never look too closely where the ceiling meets the wall. Or at the trim around the bottom. Didn't want you to get the wrong idea! :)