My obsession with decorating our apartment has definitely been a gateway drug to my addiction to hammering things. It’s like every available wall space in our entire place is constantly shouting GIVE ME THE GOOD STUFF! All I can say is by the time we move out The Flying Crane and I are going to need a whole lot of spackle.
It’s definitely worth adding a seventh hole to the kitchen walls (in addition to one command tape hook) so that I can see this every time I turn on our sink:
Now if only I could conceal that hungry look in my eyes when anyone mentions