Dead Girls Don't Dance

I was wandering around in Springfield historic district in my city when I saw this lilac house with lavender trim, and it occurred to me that now that I live alone, I can paint MY house any damn color I want.

I don’t have to concern myself with the tastes or opinions of anybody else when choosing paint, furniture, dishes, or anything else.

Not that I can actually afford to redecorate the house right now; I’m scrambling to pay the light bill at the moment, but when I finally DO have some extra money, just wait and see what happens! I can paint the bathroom bubblegum pink and buy a purple living room sofa, and there’s not a damn thing anybody can do about it. So THERE.