Day Seventeen: The Valentine's Day that wasn't

Rise and shine!

Time to feed the masses again. Then pack up and set out home. I get to haul the garbage (yuk), but luckily Nikki lives nearby so I dump it off in her bin and ride home with the windows open to air out.

Once home, I unpack, wash all the dishes left in the sink, read and respond to the mountain of emails that have accumulated over the past two days and make arrangements to pick up that little drop leaf desk in LIC. So, I ask Alex to help me. When we get out there, I realize that it's a little bigger than I remembered and it weighs a ton! Alex and I struggle getting it to the car and shove it in (after I get about 5 splinters and we break the top piece off). Yikes! It's 3" too long and the hatch won't close. So we bungee the hatch down as much as we can and pray all the way home that it won't slide out. We all arrive intact and Allan helps to get it upstairs.

It was worth it, though. Even though I haven't decided where I'm putting it, and it needs a lot of work, it is exactly what I wanted. Under a horrible staining job I can see the beautiful grain of the wood set in a V pattern and although the drawer pulls need to be replaced, it will be a knockout when I finish with it. I figure about $50 worth of supplies and a lot of elbow grease should do the job. Gotta keep busy!

Oh, and PS, Happy Valentine's Day!