Bathroom cabinet for drugs
We are currently undergoing a small makeover of our home. We live in a block of flats in Manhattan, everything looks like in hell right now here. I have never thought that undergoing a renovation can be so stressful. Even as a child I never liked makeovers. I always wanted to go to my grandparents for a week or two until the works are over. I don"t like the dust, I don"t like the stressful atmosphere all around, I just don"t like renovations. Lately I wanted to get some painkillers because I got a terrible headache at night. I went to the bathroom to open the bathroom cabinet and take the drugs. You know, a small bathroom cabinet just for drugs and stuff like that. But the bathroom cabinet is not there! Would you believe it? the wall was just empty, even the mirror was gone. I started looking around and tried to recall the place where we moved that stupid cabinet. I couldn"t because the ache was getting stronger and stronger. Eventually I had no powers left to even reach the bed again. Cables, tools everywhere. Oh how I hate renovations and makeovers... I think I am going to kill myself if it doesn"t end within a week. I will just not manage to maintain in such conditions any more. This is not the way it should look like, you know?