Welcome to BlaurghTalk, a safe space where you can bitch about things happening in your life, big or small, and you will not be judged.
So, BALKers, what do you have to complain about today?
This is my first big BlaurghTalk rant!
When we sign our new lease (January-ish) we are being forced into a remodel. We don't have to pay for the remodel or move any furniture, but we do have to pack up anything that isn't furniture. We will pay for the increase in rent for the "remodel"- fancier kitchen with updated appliances, whisper quiet bathroom vents, and hardwood floors- but the increase in rent is comparable to the yearly rent increase that already happens.
I. Do. Not. Want. To. Pack. Ever. Again. And I spent forever getting my kitchen (my main working space that pays my bills) in perfect order, even with the limited space. I'm going to lose some shelving which holds plates and my mixing bowls, and another shelf that hold measuring glasses and big things like cereal boxes. Half of my "pantry" is stored in a set drawers that use to be in my bathroom in LA. Unless I start taking over some bookshelves, I will be limited in kitchen storage space even more. I'm giving up on every having enough counter space to own a Vitamix or KitchenAid stand mixer.
First World rant, but fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck. My kitchen is my cash line. I'll make it work. Who knows- maybe this will force me to enter the service industry world again (hahahahahahahaha yeah right- I'd slice the fingers off of the first asshole that yelled at me. I've got sharp blades now assholes and I don't fuck around anymore).