First, nice bike. Looking really good.
Second, my wife would kill me. Not only do you have the bike in the dining room, you out do that by making a bedroom into a paint booth. Hell, I'm not even allowed to wear my boots in the house after I've been in the garage. She's pissed as hell I have two bikes disassembled in the garage, can't even imagine the shriek I'd hear if she came home to the CB in the dining room.