Making More Openness Without an Expansion: Genius Interior IdeasThe Essential List for a Smooth Home Renovation 21

Making More Openness Without an Expansion: Genius Interior IdeasThe Essential List for a Smooth Home Renovation 21

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Back in 2019, I stood in the narrow corridor and realized I hated it. Not in a gut-the-whole-house kind of way. More like when you stop liking something without noticing. Like your old phone case, or a shirt that never quite fits.

It was barely lit, and there was this one bit where the paint flaked like old glue. Just a wall. But somehow it felt like it was part of the problem. Of what? No idea. Everything, maybe.

I didn't set out to remodel. I planned to tidy up a bit. Maybe change the bulb. Then I nudged some old panelling, and underneath… well. Bold paisley. Looked like it belonged in a van. The kind of wallpaper that makes you frown.

And that's how they get you. You fix one spot, and the house gives in like it was waiting.

Next thing I knew, I here was Googling things I'd never cared about. Caulking guns. I developed obsessions for undercoat brands. I joined forums like it was a sport. Still don't know why one caulking gun's $12 and another's $48, but I'll fight you over which is better.

But this wasn't just about making it pretty. It was about admitting something felt wrong, and that I was done adjusting. I used to sidestep a creaky floorboard by the bathroom even after I fixed it. Muscle memory is stubborn like that.

Some days went well. Some didn't. I once installed a power point upside down and didn't notice for ages. Only realized it when my sister flipped it and asked why “off” turned the light *on*.

But that's the point, isn't it?. You curse, and then suddenly the space feels… yours. Not perfect. Not staged. But not borrowed anymore. That wall? Still narrow. And the paint line by the stairs? Wobbly. But it's mine now.

It's not about trend boards. It's about saying no to living with what grates. If you drill in the wrong spot, just patch it. That's what I do. Or at least that's what I tell guests.