jordan-eboy-peterson

  • daisy
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    1 year ago

    I love my brother and his wife, but their house is stuffed. There's barely any floor surface that doesn't have furniture. The non-kitchen furniture that's made for sitting on has throw pillows on top of throw pillows on top of throw pillows, and the non-kitchen furniture that's not made to sit on is loaded with photo frames and/or lamps. The walls are covered in art and framed photos. I walk in to their house and immediate claustrophobia sets in. The queen-sized bed in the guest room had (last time I visited) two sheet blankets, four comforters, and six pillows.

    At least they keep the place clean. It's not a hoarder house. Just filled with so fucking many things.