clee416

I used to work at a vet clinic, but had to leave because of allergies. I now live in a condo with beige carpets and thin walls, and I work a 9-5 job. Logically, this is no place for a puppy, and I’m not in any stage in my life to add a puppy to my life!

But all I can think about is adopting a dog, maybe an older dog, who would be chill and trained… Maybe it’s an impulsive urge but I think I would be a wonderful pet owner.

I’ve been living here for 6 years! When I moved in, I figured I would do the renovations first, then redecorate. Considering I still haven’t done any renovations, I haven’t gotten started on any redecorating either!

My books, piles and piles of books, are sitting piled up on the floor in my dining room. They take up a whole wall, practically! I still have boxes of stuff – full, unopened boxes – that haven’t been unpacked. I have a bed that looks like it belongs to a college student, and plastic dresser drawers from Walmart! I have absolutely nowhere to put all my clothes, so they are sitting piled up on my study table in the corner of my bedroom. All the stuff in my kitchen is the stuff I swiped from my parents’ house when I moved out – aka none of it matches and all are chipped.

I am Martha Stewart’s nightmare!

I moved in six years ago with the intent to:

1. Change the dreadful creme carpeting to hardwood
2. Change the crappy acrylic countertop to granite
3. Paint the walls

I have done none of this!!! It’s been 6 years, I’m complaining about how much I hate my place, and I need to get off my butt and just do this already!