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There’s no closet in my child’s bedroom. I’m buying an armoire for hanging and storing toys etc. looking for insight regarding wood finish color. Do I go darker for contrast with a walnut finish or a lighter finish ash/white oak that is more similar to current furniture? (It’s quite dark in the room right now cause winter!) The current furniture is sandstone finish from PotteryBarn. I really wanted a navy armoire but could not find one anywhere. I need one side to hang a few clothes and then shelves. Thoughts? I seem to be getting differing of opinions between contrast or keep light.

so I used to be a project manager and designer for art exhibits, custom furniture and millwork, high end retail store builds, etc. I had a mild traumatic brain injury. I'm mostly fine now except that working in 3d software (or playing 3d video games) gives me migraines. I also have some short term memory issues, and complex organization (like project management) is difficult. I'm also a skilled woodworker, carpenter, mechanic, metal and plastics fabricator, etc. I grew up doing that stuff and the project management and design came later. Currently I'm working as a maintenance guy. it's a pretty good job. I make decent money. I get some benefits (PTO) but not others (h...

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(Author's Note: First story I've written in quite a while and my community college writing workshop didn't **** it so I thought I'd share online for some feedback as well. Sci-Fi, Comedy, Stream of Consciousness. 5,023 words.) Perhaps it is selfish of me to tell the truth at this point. Perhaps all the legends and myths about me, no matter how unnecessarily flattering, serve their purpose. Alas, I am an old man now - an old man who wants to sit in the grass and tell a story. You’ve probably heard some rumor or other, but honestly, it doesn’t matter who I was before that fateful day I went to Goodwill. I barely remember myself and care even less. What I do recollect ...

The AI infrastructure buildout is becoming geological. China has activated a nationwide optical backbone that fuses scattered data centers into a unified AI supercomputer, effectively treating the entire country's compute as a single node. In the US, private data center construction has hit an annualized rate of $41 billion, ******* up so much labor and material that it is actively displacing municipal infrastructure projects. Europe is buying its way back into the hardware game, approving €623 million in aid for two new first-of-a-kind semiconductor fabs in Germany. The last unautomated barrier is context. Google Translate has rolled out a beta of Gemini live speech-to-speech, a mod...

I live into an apartment in Romania and I have no stile. Its a classic communist apartment and the living room / desk study its the messiest. We have IKEA Hemnes furniture, 2 cats, IKEA Blackout curtains and I need help with proper pictures of how to arrange this room. What decoration? What color rug? We have a purple with white currently and I dislike it as it is not matching. The room must include same furniture including husband’s desk, but we can rearrange it. Also willing to change couch but need one with storage as we use the storage under for Christmas decorations

We have now been separated 7 weeks and I just had my first weekend without my children. Since he asked to separate I have shifted through the grief, I am shocked and sad and have tried to understand the role I have played. This weekend it was all anger and bitterness, I could hear the change in my narrative as I dug through memories and saw them differently and maybe missed signs that I missed. I need to move from this, it serves me no purpose and will not change the outcome. I miss him and I miss our life but he is not going to come back. I can feel him pull away from all emotion and whether that is to protect himself or he just does not want to deal with me I am not sure. But that hu...

Have some ikea flat slab kitchen cabinet doors (MDF with worn lacquer finish) that Im cleaning/sanding/painting with good quality roller. Scrubbable and self leveling/ looks good rolled on is what Im looking for. Local independent paint store guy says oil based still most durable and Ive been using Pratt and Lambert Red SEal on some furniture projects. Its nice , self leveling, and somehow I just like the look and feel of it vs Advance which Ive been using elsewhere in the house. Is there any reason for not using oil (aside from the smell and hassle of cleaning brushes)? Would also be interested in any thoughts yall might have re INSL-X Cabinet coat and the Rustoleum cabinet paint (...

My grandparents passed away this year and left a considerable sum to my aunt. She'd like to use this money to buy me and my siblings something really nice. Since the money is coming from my grandparents I'd like something that can stay with me for life. I currently live in Chicago and live in the dorms of my college. I was thinking maybe some good boots or a nice coat. I will also be moving into an apartment come May so any suggestions involving apartment must haves would help too. Thanks! Added info: I have my grandparents old kitchenware and while it may not be BIFL, I'd like to use it till it all breaks down. I also can't get any furniture as I have minimal space ...

I had occasionally been looking for a better solution for storing all of my HeroQuest stuff while still being able to access it while playing. Until now, all of the monsters were sliding around loose inside the empty boxes from Against the Ogre Horde and The Mage of the Mirror, with the Hero figures inside one card storage box, and the furniture piled inside an empty case box of plums. Then, on the day I was planning on spending $100 for a small two drawer tool box that I hoped would fit at least the monsters, my dad mentioned he had a one day coupon for Harbor Freight that would let me get a much bigger four drawer tool cart for around $140. Maybe I went a little overboard, but seeing just...

Ideally Kallax or Billy bookcases. For clarity, I did look online and it shows zero bookcases for sale in store, I'm just surprised if that is the case and I swore I saw a picture of them for sale in the store when they opened. I'd check but I like 45 minutes away so it would be a wasted drive to go check if they aren't in store. Thank you all!

We came back to empty the house, as if that were a task and not an intrusion. No one said the word *clean*, because we all knew nothing there had ever been cleaned, only left to accumulate. My grandmother María had already passed away when we returned, and her absence weighed more than the furniture still left inside. My mother went in first, her shoulders raised, as if expecting a ****, and my aunt followed behind her, counting steps she didn’t say out loud. I stayed one second longer at the front door, breathing an air I didn’t recognize as old, but as contained, as if the house had been holding something back for the exact moment someone touched it again. We went up to the second f...

We came back to empty the house, as if that were a task and not an intrusion. No one said the word *clean*, because we all knew nothing there had ever been cleaned, only left to accumulate. My grandmother María had already passed away when we returned, and her absence weighed more than the furniture still left inside. My mother went in first, her shoulders raised, as if expecting a ****, and my aunt followed behind her, counting steps she didn’t say out loud. I stayed one second longer at the front door, breathing an air I didn’t recognize as old, but as contained, as if the house had been holding something back for the exact moment someone touched it again. We went up to the second f...

We came back to empty the house, as if that were a task and not an intrusion. No one said the word *clean*, because we all knew nothing there had ever been cleaned, only left to accumulate. My grandmother María had already passed away when we returned, and her absence weighed more than the furniture still left inside. My mother went in first, her shoulders raised, as if expecting a ****, and my aunt followed behind her, counting steps she didn’t say out loud. I stayed one second longer at the front door, breathing an air I didn’t recognize as old, but as contained, as if the house had been holding something back for the exact moment someone touched it again. We went up to the second f...

We came back to empty the house, as if that were a task and not an intrusion. No one said the word *clean*, because we all knew nothing there had ever been cleaned, only left to accumulate. My grandmother María had already passed away when we returned, and her absence weighed more than the furniture still left inside. My mother went in first, her shoulders raised, as if expecting a ****, and my aunt followed behind her, counting steps she didn’t say out loud. I stayed one second longer at the front door, breathing an air I didn’t recognize as old, but as contained, as if the house had been holding something back for the exact moment someone touched it again. We went up to the second f...

We came back to empty the house, as if that were a task and not an intrusion. No one said the word *clean*, because we all knew nothing there had ever been cleaned, only left to accumulate. My grandmother María had already passed away when we returned, and her absence weighed more than the furniture still left inside. My mother went in first, her shoulders raised, as if expecting a ****, and my aunt followed behind her, counting steps she didn’t say out loud. I stayed one second longer at the front door, breathing an air I didn’t recognize as old, but as contained, as if the house had been holding something back for the exact moment someone touched it again. We went up to the second f...

We came back to empty the house, as if that were a task and not an intrusion. No one said the word *clean*, because we all knew nothing there had ever been cleaned, only left to accumulate. My grandmother María had already passed away when we returned, and her absence weighed more than the furniture still left inside. My mother went in first, her shoulders raised, as if expecting a ****, and my aunt followed behind her, counting steps she didn’t say out loud. I stayed one second longer at the front door, breathing an air I didn’t recognize as old, but as contained, as if the house had been holding something back for the exact moment someone touched it again. We went up to the second f...

We came back to empty the house, as if that were a task and not an intrusion. No one said the word *clean*, because we all knew nothing there had ever been cleaned, only left to accumulate. My grandmother María had already passed away when we returned, and her absence weighed more than the furniture still left inside. My mother went in first, her shoulders raised, as if expecting a ****, and my aunt followed behind her, counting steps she didn’t say out loud. I stayed one second longer at the front door, breathing an air I didn’t recognize as old, but as contained, as if the house had been holding something back for the exact moment someone touched it again. We went up to the second f...

We came back to empty the house, as if that were a task and not an intrusion. No one said the word *clean*, because we all knew nothing there had ever been cleaned, only left to accumulate. My grandmother María had already passed away when we returned, and her absence weighed more than the furniture still left inside. My mother went in first, her shoulders raised, as if expecting a ****, and my aunt followed behind her, counting steps she didn’t say out loud. I stayed one second longer at the front door, breathing an air I didn’t recognize as old, but as contained, as if the house had been holding something back for the exact moment someone touched it again. We went up to the second f...