Oh, wait I know what happened. I decided to spend some Christmas money on new blinds. That sounds simple enough I know, but nothing is ever what it seems with me. I found some new blinds I had really wanted and ordered them. They were so nice when they got here that it made me realize that the wall was kind of dirty. I decided that since I knew I should paint the wall that it would make more sense to do that before I installed the blinds. Then my brain apparently started thinking like the children's book If You Give a Mouse A Cookie, because it dawned on me that I really do not like my ceiling. My house has the horrid popcorn ceiling from the eighties that slowly, but surely my husband and I have been removing. It VERY messy to remove, think dust bomb exploding in your house. In fact, I become so covered in dust I leave footprints on the sidewalk when I go out for air and the plaster dyes my hair so white it leads my husband to call me John Adams for a few days. I now am scraping t