More Pain Than Gain

We were gone twelve hours. It poured like crazy all the way down and then mellowed to a constant drizzle for the rest of the day. Ikea is in Coquitlam. With coffee and breakfast, it took us four and a half hours to get there. With gas and dinner, the way back was similar. The waterfalls along the highway were gorgeous and full and the river was unseasonally high. In contrast to so many places, we've had a lot of rain this year. Wish we could lend it out.

The boxes are heavy. These three are over 200 pounds. We had more. By tipping them on end and then over the open tailgate we were able to load them into Sharon's truck. At home, we called for two strong men. Now they're sitting in a pile on the kitchen floor - in anticipation - and will eventually...

...  look something like this except I wanted an eating bar so I bought a bigger countertop that will overhang. We have two stools already. They've been stored from the house before the last house because I love islands and knew I'd have another one eventually. We've gotten used to such a big open kitchen. Once it's all screwed together, it'll take an adjustment to walk around the island. We'll adjust. The extra working space will be worth it. I'm not sure...

... about this chair for the studio. It's the right size and it's quite comfortable but perhaps it's more pain than gain. It's certainly nothing like the dearly missed curl-up chair. I'll try it for a while and if it doesn't work out, it'll be fine in numerous other places around the house. The color is similar to but not quite the same as the living room couches.

Today - acupuncture, an appointment, and hopefully finishing those purses. I'm hoping to book a coverstitch lesson for tomorrow and start piecing together the bleached t-shirt bits. I want to alternate some purses with something for me.  The crotch curve on the Marcy pants is still waiting to be done. Soon. Before the t-shirts.

Talk soon - Myrna

Grateful - a fun, successful, safe trip