Where the hell is she?

One place I have not been lately or at least often,

is right here, at the computer desk.
For those of you who notice such things, this is a new/old desk.

It used to be the table in my family room.

It was swapped out for a new acquisition.

Yep, that is Darling Daughter as my screen saver.

Dearest Son was on there last week.

I alternate.

This is the new/old table in the family room now.

Long story how it came to my home. Let's just say it was a swap.

I just adore the top of this piece. It may look grungy but it is

scrubbed uber clean. I re-nailed and glued and added some support to this baby. Now I can spread out when I pay my bills, or have company for a casual meal.

(at a previous home)
There is another long story to this red primitive cabinet. It went through three different friends' homes and after a long difficult journey, ended up at mine. I had never attempted to own it thinking I would not want to repaint it.
Even though it was not original paint,
I hoped it could stay red.
I have successfully sold it for two different owners in the past,
and was trying to sell it again the past few months.

Suddenly two weeks ago, it needed a home fast,
and so over it came very late one Friday night,
crammed in the back of a Yukon
with two High School guys holding on to it.

By lunchtime Saturday it was white
and hanging out in this corner.
(Ignore the curtains, that is changing)