I know it’s silly. I always wanted to do it, or at least give it a try, but I didn’t have the confidence until a friend of mine told me to go for it. Then, like Nike says, I “just did it”. I took it off. I took it all off. I tore it off with reckless abandon and threw it on the floor leaving tan lines for all the world to see. I did it right in front of a window. Its amazing what naked looks like when the sun is up and beaming through the windows isn’t it? No really. I mean it. I feel so much better now that I’ve stripped, I can’t even tell you. I was so afraid of what other people thought before, and now I don’t even care. It felt good. I would do it again in a heartbeat. It was definitely one of the best decisions I have made in a long time.

Of course this is a partial April Fools! I didn’t strip my clothes off. I stripped a gawd awful border off the walls in my den. I was worried what the landlords would say, because I didn’t ask permission. The thing was f-ugly. It made me irritated whenever I sat in my den to work at my computer. If you know me, that’s a lot of my time. I process pictures, videos, do websites and graphic design. This was a problem for me. This week, my friend Allison and I were on the phone and I started to vent about it. She told me to just go for it. Take it off the wall. Replace it if I needed to, but not to live with it if I don’t have to.  While we were still talking, I climbed my cat’s cat tree, reached my hand up, and just tore it right off the wall. It came off pretty easily for the most part. Thank goodness, because if hubs came home from work and I said “I made a big huge project just in time for the weekend. We have to finish it and do a good job or we’ll lose our security deposit.” I am 90% positive you’d be reading my obituary.

Anyhow, I’m pretty sure it was one of those pre-glued jobs from Wallies. It took some pulling, a step ladder, and a spray soap to get it all down. It was gone in less than 4 hours (which also included dinner, bath, & bedtime routine for the kiddos).  I don’t regret it for a second. The walls have tan lines now from where the last resident painted up to the border (classy), but I can live with that. The paper used to look like a bad eye doctor’s waiting room (memories….). I feel like I have been liberated from design disaster. Thank you for convincing me to go there Allison.  Thank you to whoever submitted this to the ehow website to hook me up when some of the parts didn’t just dance off the wall easily. I feel better now. Don’t you?

Happy April Fools 2011 🙂 The photos are thumbnails (so that they don’t show up on my post) but if you click on them you can see the full sized ones.