feeling fucked about the flat

It's so much trouble planning for the place that I almost feel like fucking it all and letting it be. Says who a small space is easy to plan for and renovate? It is exactly because the space is small, which leads to so many constraints. Can't do this here, neither can we do it there. So what the fuck can we do? Almost nothing. All we can do is the usual BLAH kind of decor. Simple small pieces of furniture. Nothing fab at all.

I don't even know why we bought that stupid flat.

Oh yes, because his parents said "Buy that place lor". So we did. They wanted to take advantage of that additional $10K grant you get for purchasing your flat near to your parents. In the end? We didn't get it. Why? Because that shophouse isn't even under his parents' names. Pui.

It almost makes everything we've done redundant.

If given a choice, I would have never bought that place. Now we're stuck with a small space that we can't really play around with much. It's giving me and him such a headache, we almost want to just leave everything to the designer. But it is still our place and we want to have certain things incorporated in the decor. Such a dilemma.

The place should be versatile enough to include a new family member when the time comes, so we can't simply just hack the walls and have a very big bedroom. Arrgghh... In short, it's just a major headache.