I have an antique entertainment cabinet that I nicknamed “the burden” that was given to me for my first apartment. It’s heavy as all fuck, has tried to kill me everytime I’ve moved, doesn’t fit a TV larger than like 32", and nobody wants to buy it. It makes a great piece for an aquarium setup, but has now been relegated to storing junk since I had to give up the aquarium
I’m moving at the end of the month for the first time in a decade, and it sure as hell ain’t coming with me. I’ll try to sell it, I’ll give it away, or I’ll trash it; but it will no longer be my burden. Hopefully someone wants to come get it, because it really might last forever and I’d hate to see it just trashed. But I refuse to be it’s keeper any longer
I’ve acquired far too much furniture I’d like to keep in my current apartment and I’m terrified of having to move. I’m terrified to hire movers which will trash everything, terrified of the stress of loading my own truck and dealing with the post move out nonsense. I moved like 9 times in a 5 year span during college and it never got easier. I hate it more every time.
No one wants to buy the furniture in a timely manner, you cant buy anything cheaper to replace it.
Going through it right now, after renting the same place for literally 10 years. I was out of state for work when my landlords told me they were selling it. They gave me extra time, because for one month of the notice I would be out of state… but it suuucks. Had to come home after my contract ended and immediately scramble.
Just signed a new lease (the market is fucking rough) and am now trying to condense a decade of of my life. It’ll be nice to have everything sorted and condensed and my dogs will have a bigger yard now… but fuck me, it wasn’t something I was ready to just jump into. But c’est la vie I guess
I have an antique entertainment cabinet that I nicknamed “the burden” that was given to me for my first apartment. It’s heavy as all fuck, has tried to kill me everytime I’ve moved, doesn’t fit a TV larger than like 32", and nobody wants to buy it. It makes a great piece for an aquarium setup, but has now been relegated to storing junk since I had to give up the aquarium
I’m moving at the end of the month for the first time in a decade, and it sure as hell ain’t coming with me. I’ll try to sell it, I’ll give it away, or I’ll trash it; but it will no longer be my burden. Hopefully someone wants to come get it, because it really might last forever and I’d hate to see it just trashed. But I refuse to be it’s keeper any longer
I’ve acquired far too much furniture I’d like to keep in my current apartment and I’m terrified of having to move. I’m terrified to hire movers which will trash everything, terrified of the stress of loading my own truck and dealing with the post move out nonsense. I moved like 9 times in a 5 year span during college and it never got easier. I hate it more every time.
No one wants to buy the furniture in a timely manner, you cant buy anything cheaper to replace it.
Going through it right now, after renting the same place for literally 10 years. I was out of state for work when my landlords told me they were selling it. They gave me extra time, because for one month of the notice I would be out of state… but it suuucks. Had to come home after my contract ended and immediately scramble.
Just signed a new lease (the market is fucking rough) and am now trying to condense a decade of of my life. It’ll be nice to have everything sorted and condensed and my dogs will have a bigger yard now… but fuck me, it wasn’t something I was ready to just jump into. But c’est la vie I guess
Why’d you give up your aquarium?
Traveling for work most of the year and couldn’t maintain it properly. I’ll inevitably go back to the hobby when I have the time though