Just so you know, folks, it’s a little like withdrawal not having the boards to moderate.
So today, instead, I was out running some errands, the Post Office (thanks for the Christmas cards, to those who sent them!) & the bank, & I see this small loveseat displayed at one of the antique stories nearby, part of their outdoor rack. It’s a place we’ve bought from reliably before; we even bought our chifforobe there. Anyway, it’s small enough for our living room, which is no mean feat, & I put $20 down on it while I run my other errands – and come back to schedule the delivery.
The delivery guys show up not long after with the thing wrapped in plastic, spend way too long getting it up the stairs. Finally, they get it into the apartment, and because they took so long, they practically run out the door when they’re done. So I unwrap the loveseat.
And it stinks of cat piss.
Now it’s in the hallway outside out apartment, and I’ve called the place to have them come get it.
Stay tuned.