Remodeling = Divorce? However exaggerating, this phrase holds some elements of the truth. After my husband and I bought a house close to where we work, remodeling has become something unavoidable. Thankfully it always remains safely and quietly on a future-to-do list. Until now, of all the days.

A great promotion going on at taobao.net suddenly raked this dangerous creature up. 50% off plus free shipping on the brands like Sunday floor, Koehler, how could we resist a temptation like that? 

For the first time, my husband and I headed into a heated discussion: What kind of home we should have in the future? I had expected some differences, but never had I thought that the gap would be so appalling huge and totally unbridgeable. Basically, our ideas about it were polar opposites.

For example, I want to have a bathtub. I’ve nothing against a shower. Apart from the fact that it bores me sometimes. What succor, what consolation there about a quick shower, compared to a hot bath? What good is there of taking a shower, in a cold night, when the wind is roaring like a bear? When the rain taps at the window with its long fingernails? No. When cold, exhaustion and frustration make your muscles stiff, your head hurt, and your body weak, you wouldn’t like to jump into a shower. What you need is the warm comforts, the soothing of a hot bath. But for my husband, bathtub is a big No-No. Too much waste. He said stubbornly.

As for the tone of our house, I preferred something quiet and light, but my husband preferred something warm and buoyant. The problem is we don’t have much money. If we decided to start remodeling now, we have to run a tight ship. The limited budget makes hiring a designer impossible, so we are left no choice but to play safe. Color as safe as gray basically shouted: “Pick me, I am agreeable.” On the contrary, colors like red and yellow, in expert hands, manipulated deftly, they work magic. But in amateur’s hands, (like my husband and I, believe me, we couldn’t be more amateur), they end tragedy and cheap. Okay, I could give up bathtub, but no way would I live in a place like circus!

Fortunately, or unfortunately Koehler’s offer was not available in Chengdu, and the floors on sale are not so satisfied. We finally called it a rain-check. I knew the problem would still hang there, but right now I preferred to bury my head in the sands. After all, today is my birthday. Birthday might not be a day I desired to celebrate after I reached at a certain age. Still I had no intention of living this day like in a hell. Recently everything seems not right: My son got bronchitis, my allowance was cut down because some stupid financial system, my allergy flared up…. I already had enough to go through, don’t think? Let future Me deal with future problems. For right now, I deserved some break.

Whatever, be happy.