Right now we are in the process of fucking with it hardcore. We've ripped off all of the wallpaper in the master bedroom and we're starting to clean it up so we can repaint it. I took down the chandelier and we're going to sell it on the bay of e. I installed a kickass new ceiling fan / light fixture.
I really want to take off every single light switch and outlet cover and replace them with shit like this
we're going for a steampunk witches cottage kind of look. Like Babyaga's hut, but with mechanical walker legs made of brass instead of chicken legs.
contractually, I am obliged to keep paying someone for the entire natural lifespan of a premodern era human being.
I might have grandchildren before they stop asking me for money.
I have a quarter acre of my own dirt and a shovel and the sun, so we'll see what we can make happen back there.