if the chipboard can't be cut, why buy it?

If the chipboard can't be cut into any shape I like, why pay RM3k extra to construct a cookie cutter piece of furniture then?

Thats the thought thats been on my mind these past few days. Working with the guys at the storage solutions company to build storage space for this weirdly angled wall. Turns out the solution they propose creates a lot of dead space, and no amount of strategizing on my end can solve matters, just because they can't cut a shelf that's in the shape of triangle on one end to fit the odd angles.

If you can't do a job well, why do it?

I hate doing haphazard work.

But I'm so burnt out, it takes twice the amount of time to do what I'd normally accomplish in one sitting. It's not that the job is hard, or the details too boring. It's just plain and simple - I'm burnt. Toast. Crisp.

Then I think about the bills I've racked up for the house, and I bend my head down to the grind resignedly.

Working out the fastest way to repay everything - go without my favourite Japanese dinners at Rakuzen / Kampachi and basically just stop buying anything except hawker food and paying for parking, for 6 months.

That way, it'll clear off and I'll be able to splurge in London's Boxing Day sales.

The hardest thing in the world to do is to hold back on your comfort food when you've got nothing else to look forward to. I can't very well eat my house, can I?