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Originally Posted by lsturbointeg
I'm touched!  let me know how it goes as i'm very interested in your project and how it turns out |
Lol, I'm on day ten on stalling and trying to figure out a way out of buying a house, my mean kids make endlessly fun of me, I've used every excuse I could think of and Merriam Webster probably is adding me as a description of a bitch soon to its pages. That's how far I've gone not to have a garage again.
I don't mind the renovating ir the work in general, I love bargaining and being a cheap as hell when I'm doing a project, I just do not want to face the reality of how much stuff I have in storages and fml I have nightmares about all the furniture I have to torch totally accidentally since it would be mean not to save the heirlooms I've inherited over the years and I don't want to think, see, drag around or even spare a match for.
I counted. I have six dining room sets I wouldn't want in my home, one I'm building that'll need a fucking dining room I'd have to build chairs for since APPARENTLY A GAZILLION CHAIRS IS NOT ENOUGH!!! And if i ever became a person who saves electricity by burning candles (candles are on banned items list in our family since our stupid dog eats then and then pukes for hours) I'd be set for life on that too. If I ever see a decorative pillow in my home it'll be used for knife throwing training and I have so many fucking pillows I have enough material to become really good!
I haven't even told you about all the stupid old boards and stuff I've collect over the years to build something from and fuck if the thought of my antique collection doesn't scare the fuck out of me.
The thought of having a garage and my tools within my reach again makes me cry. A hamster like I should never be given the opportunity to have and space at all. It'll be a disaster.