Whats the worse thing that u hate about your home that u live in?
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It only has 1 bathroom! I live with my wife and 2 teenage daughters!!!!!
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we have only one bathroom!
we have only one bathroom!
The... the... THE BEES!!
and those sub-human beings in the ventilation system...
and the one-flooredness
live with ex grilfriend and her new man. theyre getting married saturday and im the best man
I don't have a dishwasher, and I have to stand there and wash my dishes. I HATE IT! I used to live in an apartment that had a dishwasher, and at the time, I'd never had one before; I was sooo spoiled by that dishwasher, that I refuse to live in another apartment without one ever again!!
the rooms are to small
I hate that fact that i am still renting and my landlady wont let me have a dog without me paying a huge deposit first.
that i have to share a room, we have one bathroom <no one dares to use our grandma's bathroom <scary> > and that our house is too small... for me. Haha ü but other than that, its fine ü
Really, I love my home, the architecture, the way we've decorated it, my yard, almost everything EXCEPT we have house gremlins.
I know it sounds weird, but weird things keep happening here. Like, as an example, one night about 11 pm we were drifting off to sleep when we heard this "tink, tink, tink" sound. Being the brave soul I am, I instructed my husband to go downstairs to check it out because I could not determine where the sound was coming from and I really thought someone was trying to break in.
In the meantime, I went around the corner to the masterbathroom into the commode room to relieve myself. (Scared the pee right out of me!) I left the door to the little toilet room open and saw the most miraculous, beautiful sight. Little rainbows of glass raining down all over the bathroom, hitting the tub, the vanity, spraying out all over the larger bathroom. As I sat there in amazement, shaking the sleep from my head, I realized the glass shower enclosure somehow exploded!
My husband by this time also realized where the sound was coming from and tried to enter the room with our beloved dog. From my perch on the toilet, frozen to the seat, I yelled for him not to enter the masterbath with the dog in a hail of glass.
We called several glass shower replacement companies and no one can figure out what caused the sheets of glass in our shower to literally crumble into a thousand pieces. I like the "children must have cracked it somewhere" best, because we don't have any children living here. But the most plausible explanation is that the house settled and the glass did not.
Then our powder room toilet exploded. In a brand spanking new home, the toilet tank split in half, flooding the first floor of our home. Thankfully, it was fresh water, but the tank literally cracked in half underneath where you could not see the split and the tank kept thinking it needed to refill, constantly pumping water into our home.
Oh yeah, then there was our 150 foot gyser in the front yard! We had a sprinkler valve leaking in the backyard, flooding it ankle deep. So I called a neighbor to help me shut off the water until my hubby could come home to fix it. He (the neighbor) went to the water meter valve, turned it and voila! we had literally a gyser flowing from the waterbox 150 foot high. Although I always wanted a front yard fountain, this took the city crew all day to fix and all of my neighbors had no water for 8 hours while they were making the repair.
So, I believe that these incidents along with many others, mean that there is some gremlin, spirit or unidentifiable presence either in my home or on my property working against our best intentions, in a mischievious manner. I could, if I let it, aggravate or confound me, but I choose to find it humorous rather than frustrating. In fact, I would rather frustrate whatever it is! I cannot wait until the next thing they choose to try and make us hate where we live because that won't work either!