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YOU THOUGHT WHAT!?!?!

  • Writer: A Real MIA BCH Housewife
    A Real MIA BCH Housewife
  • Oct 2, 2018
  • 1 min read

I never thought there would come a day when I say "No more choices please." For me, once we get in to option 11, you've lost me. This is why I thought it would be helpful to hire a designer to help me sort out the plethora of options and come up with a reasonable, aesthetically pleasing configuration that my entire family could love to live in. Olvidate d'eso!


In hindsight, my problems began with my ridiculous expectations. I actually believed it would be a relatively painless process which I could oversee and enjoy from afar that would come to fruition in about a year. Buahhhhhaaaaaaaaahaaaa! Needless to say, 22months later, I'm still trying to align my expectations and reality to no avail.


I'll keep you posted on my biggest mistakes in the hopes that you don't repeat them but let's just start by saying that realistic expectations will go far in the utterly complicated and continuously disappointing world of rehab.

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