Wardrobe Against a Radiator: Warmth Stolen
I own six wardrobes. Not six wardrobes’ worth of clothes, six actual pieces of furniture, three of which are currently doing absolutely nothing except taking up space in a storage…
I own six wardrobes. Not six wardrobes’ worth of clothes, six actual pieces of furniture, three of which are currently doing absolutely nothing except taking up space in a storage…
Okay so it’s a Tuesday, I’m doing normal human laundry, and I’m standing in front of my machine holding my kitchen runner going “this is basically a big towel, right?”…
I own six rugs sitting directly on top of wall to wall carpet right now, in an apartment where every single room already came carpeted before I moved a single…
I own eleven rugs. Eleven. I counted them properly last week while looking for a runner I was sure I still had, laid them all out mentally room by room,…
Everyone acts like “outdoor rug” is basically synonymous with “throw it wherever, it’s outdoor, it can take it.” That’s the whole marketing pitch, right there in the name. Outdoor. As…
I get called out to fit a headboard onto an existing frame somewhere between ten and fifteen times a year. That’s not a guess, I actually started keeping a rough…
Everybody’s got an opinion about bathroom lighting, and the opinion is almost always the same one: it’s complicated, it’s dangerous, don’t touch it, call someone. I spent years believing that…
Everyone talks about chimineas like they’re the polite, contained cousin of a fire pit. Something you can tuck into a corner of a deck, light with one match, and forget…
Marcus texted me a photo at eight o’clock on a Friday night. New gazebo, cedar posts, asphalt shingle roof he’d put on himself over a long weekend, and sitting dead…
I bought my first fire pit off a clearance rack in early October, the kind of purchase that made complete sense at 9pm on a Tuesday and almost none the…