OPEN-PLAN LIVING: IS IT SUITABLE FOR YOUR RENOVATION?WAYS TO CHOOSE THE RIGHT SURFACES FOR YOUR HOME MAKEOVER 43

Open-Plan Living: Is It Suitable for Your Renovation?Ways to Choose the Right Surfaces for Your Home Makeover 43

Open-Plan Living: Is It Suitable for Your Renovation?Ways to Choose the Right Surfaces for Your Home Makeover 43

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Not too long ago, I stood in the dark stretch between rooms and realized I had grown to loathe it. Not in a “burn it down” kind of way. More like when you stop liking something slowly. Like your old phone case, or a shirt that always feels damp.

It was barely lit, and there was this awkward spot 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 renovate. I planned to patch that spot. Maybe swap the fitting. Then I removed a bit of trim, and underneath… well. Swirly beige. Looked like it belonged in a van. The kind of wallpaper that makes you frown.

And that's how it begins. You pull one thread, and the house sighs like it was plotting.

Next thing I knew, I was arguing about things I'd never heard of. website Architrave. I developed obsessions for undercoat brands. I watched videos 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 fixing things. It was about admitting something didn't fit, and that I was tired of tiptoeing. I used to hop over 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 three Sundays in a row. Only realized it when my sister flipped it and asked why “off” turned the light *on*.

But that's how it goes. 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 something I chose.

It's not about style blogs. It's about saying no to busted plastic chairs. If you drill in the wrong spot, just patch it. That's what I do. Or at least that's what I tell guests.

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