Yesterday's Good News...
~Devin brought home a good progress report.
~I didn't fall over or wobble once in dancer's pose at yoga.
~Dracen told Charlie, when he was working on our a/c, that we are lucky to have him.
~Devin hit a home run at his baseball game, never mind the fact that I missed it because I hadn't yet arrived from Dracen's game at another field.
~The furniture came in. Yes, THE furniture for the bonus room that only took us ten weeks to get.
Yesterday's Bad News...
~The long awaited bonus room furniture?
Would NOT fit through the flippin' door to the bonus room.
I'm not even kidding.
It won't fit.
Not even the chair, much less the sofa.
That door is not a normal-sized door which explains why Charlie was so worried about getting something that would fit when we were looking for furniture. I just thought he was concerned about it making the turn up the stairs which is why I tried to choose something that looked smaller than most we saw.
I guess it was an illusion.
We maybe should have broken out the tape measure?
Because now we have a very nice, brand spankin' new sofa and chair covered in plastic wrap and sitting beside my car in the garage.
And according to Charlie, unless we pay to get a crane out here to lift it up through the window or cut ourselves a new door from the kitchen area, then it's gonna stay there. In the garage. Keeping my car company.
I think we're gettin' a new door.