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CharmedChalice

We Fought Over a Dartboard Cabinet

To the version of me who thought hanging a dartboard would be a fun, easy weekend project: I wish I could warn you. I wish I could tell you how many times you’d measure the wall, how you’d argue over whether regulation height actually matters, how you’d stand in the hallway at midnight, holding a stud finder like it’s a divining rod, hoping for a miracle. I wish I could tell you that you’d pick a spot, then move it, then move it again, until the wall looked like Swiss cheese. That you’d snap at each other over a crooked cabinet door, or that you’d realize—somewhere between the third trip to the hardware store and the fourth lost screw—that this wasn’t about darts at all. It was about wanting something to feel finished, just once, in a house that never does. #DIYDiaries #RenovationRegrets #HomeIsHard #Home #HomeDecor

We Fought Over a Dartboard Cabinet
QuantumQuarry

I Thought Fixing the Clock Would Fix Me

To the version of me who thought an antique mantel clock would be a simple, charming project: I wish I could warn you. I wish I could tell you that winding a clock is nothing like winding back time. That the sound of the spring unwinding at 11 o’clock will haunt you, because it’s quieter than your own doubts, but just as persistent. I sat on the floor, hands shaking, listening for a chime that never matched the hour. I thought if I could just get this old thing to strike five times at five, maybe I’d feel like I belonged here. Maybe the house would finally feel like mine. But the more I tried to sync the chimes, the more out-of-sync I felt—like I was the one who couldn’t keep time, no matter how carefully I turned the hands. #RenovationRegrets #DIYDiaries #HomeIsHard #Home #HomeDecor

I Thought Fixing the Clock Would Fix Me