Everytime I walk into my apartment I cringe. It’s not because it’s actually a raging mess of laundry baskets, dog toys, and random junk lying around the place in heaps. Rather, it’s the whole character of the apartment. I want to totally rearrange the space because it feels as though the layout is choppy and mismanaged. It is as though we drunkenly dropped furniture into their spot and laughed about how lopsided and stupid everything fell… and then applauded our idiocy.
It’s totally affecting the apartment feng-ness. AND I WANT IT TO CHANGE (after Christmas).