My family and I are in the process of changing homes, moving from a flat to a house. The flat is increasingly growing small, and to me it seems, the flat limits also my perception, and therefore I'm currently seeing small... and need space!!!! Yeah, that was a scream.
A crowded apartment feels like a shoebox or cupboard where a lot of things need to be stored. So you're inevitably looking to put things into certain positions so they fit well and available space is optimized. This is fine until you're trying to organize space for yourself, or one of your kids... You actually start thinking in different terms as you normally would, where a silly simple box can become the most of nuisances as it, figuratively speaking, pokes into your ribs, continuously nagging, reminding you of that little space you've got, and nowhere else to go. Can't turn around, can't really go elsewhere... just amazingly tiring.
Despite this, one does feel very grateful to have a place of his own providing for and in opposition to the small space feeling, an incredible comfort of mind.
That said, it is not at all simple to acquire and change, it needs to be done in the working rules of the system which is made to protect the masses from themselves, the inherent ignorance or wishful thinking that everyone seems to fall under at a time or another. And so have I.
Basically, it is not because you own a place that a bank will necessarily help you. They need more to ascertain your viability, financially speaking of course. Revenue is the end word, provable revenue.
Now I have just started a business, and can hardly show for steady revenues, making it hard, both in simple reality, and in my self, my ego which was sure to just overcome the small financial hardship, passage...
This entails a completely different strategy. What to do now? First redo a certain amount of things, almost from scratch.
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