My dreams of making my sweet as pie little home my perfectly complete sanctuary are totally lost 4 years after purchasing it. I don't know why it ever crossed my mind that this abode would ever be to my liking. First of all, I come from a long line of project-doers who never complete anything. And by long line, I mean my mother. Second of all, I can be a procrastinator. This especially happens after long hours of working on something and it not being completed. Or, after 5 minutes of trying something that I am not immediately at expert level doing.
Although my home is nowhere near complete, I do have to say that I have completed many a project... with mixed results. But, although I hate to say it, I have learned more than I ever could have imagined about flag poles, 1960s bathroom construction, and actually about myself. It's all about the journey, right?? Or, something like that, yadda yadda yadda.
This is my house before I bought it. You can tell by the half cut-off words in the top left-hand corner and weird little icons in the top right (a listing photo).
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