I wish you could have seen me in the first few weeks of owning my home.
First of all, picture a house that has no dining room table, fold-up chairs serving as seating in the living room and your grandma’s 1980s coffee table being used as a TV stand (that lasted for more years than I care to admit). I’d try to throw a meal together using what little kitchen utensils I had on hand and then eat said meal off of a paper plate in a chair my parents had spent many evenings in watching my soccer games. And why?
Because I had no idea of what it actually took to outfit a home. Multiple trash cans? I now need multiple trash cans?