You know the feeling—you look around your place and think, “This could be better”. That chipped tile you've been putting off for a while. The kitchen layout that drives you mad. Maybe the entryway that somehow feels too small and too big at once. You say, *“We'll g

Something happens when you step into your home and think, “Yeah, this needs work”. That squeaky door you've been pretending not to see for months. The awkward hallway that never worked right. Maybe the living room that you just don't like. You say, *“We'll get to it.

One winter afternoon, I stood in the hallway and realized I had grown to loathe it. Not in a meltdown-level kind of way. More like when you resent something slowly. Like a stale jacket, or a shirt that always feels damp. It was claustrophobic, and there was this awkward spot where the paint peele

Something happens when you look around your place and think, “Something's gotta give”. That squeaky door you've been putting off for years. The awkward hallway that makes no sense. Maybe the main area that you just don't like. You say, *“We'll get to it.”*