The first thing I told myself that I was going to do to the house when I moved in was get rid of the gorram pink living room. This is proving to be more work than I anticipated, but is coming along. Talking to neighbors, I got some of the back story to why every room in the house is a different color. Apparently, the people who owned the house had a bunch of kids and they allowed the kids to pick what color they wanted each room. That doesn’t explain why the hell they painted the ceilings and fireplace or let children reign over interior design, but that is another point altogether. It is my job, however, to slay the dragon that is ugly paint.