It was a quiet Saturday afternoon around la hacienda K. Spousal unit was taking advantage of a little break in the weather to do a last bit of yard work before winter, and I was a bit at sixes and sevens due to the major kitchen remodel in progress:
All of the contents of out kitchen is gone, down to the studs, pending receipt of the new cabinets. As for that which had previously been in the kitchen? Well, it's stacked up on the back porch, jamming up the living room and creating an obstacle course throughout the bedroom. In short, it's everywhere. And when I tripped over a box of canned goods the other night, I had the nerve to cry to the heavens about the inconvenience.
So it had been the selfish desire for a little floor space back, and nothing more, that prompted me to put a little posting on Craigslist the other night, announcing that the sinktop and cabinet from the bathroom (which were perfectly functional, but no longer fashionable, or even attractive) were available for free to whoever would take them. And I must admit, I was more than a bit surprised when I had five or six responses within the first hour. Was there really such a pent up demand for thirty year-old vanities? Who knew? And how guilty I felt telling requestors 2-6 that lucky couple #1 had shown up the first possible moment and gladly hauled off what we considered refuse ("No one" assured my husband, "Will want that.") - and how happy, when they also volunteered to take the ceiling fan, with thirty years of kitchen grime accumulated on the blades that had been suspended, unreachable, from my ceiling.
But flash forward with me again, beyond the squiggle-thingy to this afternoon.