My husband inherited his great-grandma's piano years ago and we have loved having the family heirloom. She used to play for the silent movies, so having her piano was even more neat. For years we moved the piano from home to home, dealing with the un-sightly
poop color that didn't match anything in our house. It even had white paint on the front of it from who knows when.
Well like I always do after I have a baby, I get on a creative rampage when the baby reaches 3 months old. I looked at the piano and couldn't deal with it dictating the look of our family room any longer.