I live in a small apartment in Bushwick, Brooklyn, and for the longest time I thought the place needed a full makeover. New floors. New cabinets. New everything. Then one quiet afternoon, I paid attention to how I actually used the space.
The corner I wanted to tear down? I never sat there.
The shelf I planned to remove? It held everything I touched daily.
The real problem wasn’t the apartment. It was the lighting.
I swapped one overhead bulb for a warm floor lamp near the couch and suddenly the room felt intentional. Comfortable. Lived in.
That moment taught me something real about renovation. Before you spend money changing a space, spend time understanding it. Sometimes the fix is simpler than you think.
Bushwick, Brooklyn, NY