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Oh how I hate it when I wake up feeling fine and then slowly develop a headache. I'd normally think it's a lack of caffeine, but *gestures to drink* or weather, but I'm pretty sure we're currently not in the impending rain situation that would normally create such joy. So... dunno. Just lucky, I guess. Or waited a smidge too long before eating.


Anyway, I spent my weekend alternating between being a lump (sometimes for fun, sometimes because I felt like crap) and cleaning/pulling out the Halloween stuff that lives inside instead of in the storage shed. I did the writing desk a couple of weeks ago and it still makes me happy to look over and see it. I might add some lights at some point and maybe just leave as it is, but I might also add some JOLs or something. We'll see.

Yesterday the cat and I worked on two of the three pieces of furniture in the hallway that I decorate. Dusted and straightened the bookcase by the bathroom (Adora hopped up on the shelf I cleared off to inspect my work), then put some of the stuff from the tower on top. This isn't done by any means but I do dig the look for now.

Then I learned that Mums has changed her opinion on the little chest of drawers in the hallway. Once upon a time she loathed it nearly as much as I did, but for whatever reason we didn't get rid of it. Yesterday I argued that the home owners didn't care about it, but now I wonder if maybe I'm misremembering and we kept it because they played the "we understand if you HAVE to get rid of it but if you don't, we'd appreciate it" card. But I still think it was basically just really fucking heavy and we didn't have anything else that worked as a good place to drop mail, keep towels for the downstairs bathroom, etc.

For the last couple of weeks I've been lowkey plotting to replace it but haven't found anything suitable because I am not a farmhouse girly and I don't particularly like overly modern/plain shit. Gimme some personality, dammit. In a perfect, non bed bug worrying world, I'd go secondhand and find something that way. But fuck bedbugs, man. Not going through that shit.

Anyway, I asked Mums whether she'd given any thought to it as a what if scenario. Blank stare. Tried again. Multiple ways. Eventually I thought to ask if she even wanted it replaced anymore. No, she likes it. It grew on her over time.


Nooooooooooooooooooo.... this little bastard weighs a ton, has three drawers that hold absolutely nothing (two thin towels and they're done! Poof! Outta room!), and if you don't have it positioned just right, the front door slams into it OR you just know if you fall down the stairs you will hit your head on the corner and die.


I hate it. I didn't even realize how much I'd grown to hate it until recently when it finally occurred to me that I could replace it. UGH.

So for now, I've replaced the sheet that covers the box of books that haven't made it to proper shelving (we've got a lot of books, dude, I don't know what to tell you) and the random box of holiday lights, popped my trio of ghosts on top and then immediately groaned when Widget put his stuff on it after work. My art, man. Which is another reason I want to replace this thing. So I can decorate and still have it be useful. We shall see what I find, I guess. Maybe I'll find something that we both (all?) love.

For now I shall seethe in silence.