Why do I have to be so damn want*y?

When sitting in my home, I can visualize spaces transformed, and that transformations makes me want to keep changing my space. The problem is, this takes serious time and makes day to day living require shoes (plywood = splinters.)

I love my house, but it is lacking a fireplace. I love the mod metal numbers, but I'm afraid it might clash with the 1906 architecture.

But damn Malm, why do you got to make me want you so?