Déjà vu...

Well, the painter has finished his work in our house. I was a little apprehensive about what my bedroom was going to look like, because I'd chosen a pale turquoise colour for my walls. I knew from previous experience that the finished job is always darker than the shade promised on the tin of paint, so I had had asked the painter to mix in some white to make the colour a little paler. I didn't want to feel as if I was sleeping in an aquarium!! 
Last night I got home late after an interactive workshop in the LDC, so it was already dark in the house and everyone else was in bed. When I switched on my bedroom light, I had a sudden sense of déjà vu: in the initial orangey glow of the energy saving light bulbs, my walls appeared to be the same deep turquoise as my bedroom in Cape Town ten years ago. This morning in the natural daylight, however, it was a relief to see that my walls were a paler shade than they had appeared the night before.
Even so, I had to smile at the impression of déjà vu: I had the same colour scheme, the same pine cabinet by the bed.... only the animal is different this time, as I now have cats instead of dogs.