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My house is very old (pre-Ikea old) so most of the furniture doesn't fit at all. In 1914 they didn't have metric or any other system - just war and darkness. So when I decided I need a cupboard there was nothing to match my requirements.
- I can build it myself it's just a wooden box after all.
- Look I can 3D it!!!!
Feb 3, 2025
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Until very recently, my TV was sitting on a long box which I had sitting on top of a dresser since it wouldn't fit on the dresser by itself. I referred to it as "frat guy engineering" but I think it might just have been "stupid engineering."
May 8, 2024
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My best friend in college had this box freshman year he used as a bedside table, I roasted him for it but he semi-jokingly insisted it was perfect. The thing is, the room was tight on space and the box was actually the perfect size and shape AND it was free and already in the spot… so he sort of had a point. It truly is a mindset.
Similarly, my ex made me stop using this sheet as window drapes and replace it with real curtains, which look about the same and work 70% as well. (I swear I have a nice bedroom btw)
May 8, 2024
Put big furniture in small spaces!
What used to house one small credenza, a small bar cart, and some floor speakers now does it all with one looooong credenza (except it’s two of the same just smooshed together 🤫).
Reduces visual clutter and makes the space feel bigger :).
Mar 22, 2024
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Feb 3, 2025
That's what I wrote two weeks into the cupboard after a healthy dosage of crying. Picture shows the state of the cupboard at that point. My home was fucked.
While cutting wood, I once again caught myself seething at my father. He stuffed my head with a million useless bits of nonsense but never found the time for actual knowledge or skills. So I stepped into the big world armed with the wisdom that "all Germans are fascists," "you shouldn’t stand out," and "razor blades can be changed once a year, don’t fall for corporate tricks." Meanwhile, I had no idea how to properly hammer a nail.
Waltzing on the edge of slicing my fingers off, I cursed him to high heaven. Every skill had to be begged from YouTube or acquired through cuts. And that’s on top of digging out a hundred idiotic clichés and racist banalities from my head. Thanks for nothing, you piece of shit.
But then, somehow, I felt lighter. Fuck that asshole and his colleagues in the grand guild of assholery.
I’m at the age where I definitely don’t need to become the "best version of myself" anymore—enough of that, please.
I just need to be a decent version of my own responsible adult.
The kind who explains, teaches, entertains, and helps. The kind who doesn’t try to destroy or sadden you. And in this concept, where you’re your own Parent 1/2/15 Pro Max, it becomes easier to look at both age and baggage.
You’re standing exactly where they failed with you. Don’t fail yourself. Help, make yourself laugh, and don’t let yourself slice your fingers off.
Feb 3, 2025