Three rugs sat rolled up against my bedroom wall for two weeks. That’s how long it took to find the one that actually fit. Not “fit” as in the color worked fit as in the dimensions made the room look like an adult lived there instead of someone mid-move. I’m renting a 420-square-foot one-bedroom, and … Read more
Dust rose in a fine gray cloud every time I dragged a box across the floor of my basement apartment. That’s what bare concrete does: it never really stops shedding. When I decided to try peel-and-stick floor tile over concrete in that unit, I figured I’d clean the slab, peel the backing, and press the … Read more
Water hit the fringe first. Then the dye started running pink across my hardwood, and I hadn’t even grabbed a towel yet. Four minutes into “quickly spot-cleaning” a vintage rug I’d bought it at an estate sale for $60 in a rental where my security deposit was very much on the line, I was on … Read more
My coffee table jumped six inches to the left overnight. That’s not a joke. I walked into my living room, and the whole rug had migrated, its corner curled up like a wave about to break, right in the exact spot where I stub my toe every morning. I live in a 700-square-foot rental with … Read more
The linoleum in my kitchen had a fake grout line pattern embossed into it, the kind that reads as “tile” from six feet away and as a bad joke up close. I moved in, set my coffee mug down on it, and thought: no. Absolutely not. But also I can’t rip this up; it’s not … Read more