After spending part of the weekend redecorating the kitchen, I have a couple of tips for anyone who might be considering putting up wallpaper to spruce things up:

1. Fuck off.
2. Die.

Seriously, fuck wallpaper and the roll it came in on. At least the kitchen wasn’t nearly as big a pain in the ass as the atrocious cutesy crap the previous owners put in their kids’ rooms—they used so much adhesive on those walls, I scraped half of the knockdown texture off the drywall getting the damned paper off—but it was still a hassle. Please, for the love of God (and anyone who might purchase your house), use paint, not paste. Just say NO to wallpaper.