having some work done on my house at the moment (new boiler and all new radiators) and it has sent my ocd into absolute overdrive because of (a) the mess and movement of my things and (b) because the new stuff doesn’t fit the space in exactly the same way as the old stuff did. the new boiler is much smaller than my super old and faulty previous one so slightly more of the pipes are visible and i (very embarrassingly) cried looked at it. my mother was like: wtf are you crying for and i couldn’t articulate why. so much of my ocd is centered around my house and i hate having any kind of work done to my house for that reason. hopefully they’ll finish tomorrow and i can actually start putting everything back where it should be.
it’s so embarrassing though. i need (and would like) a new kitchen but the thought of actually having it done ruins it for me.
it’s so embarrassing though. i need (and would like) a new kitchen but the thought of actually having it done ruins it for me.