Clean Slate

During the worst of the shit on Wednesday Sir Steve came and found me on the front balcony.  He wrapped his arms around me tightly and kept saying 'it's gonna be ok - it's gonna be ok' .... All I could think was how he could afford to refurnish his house!?  and felt sick.

Before he left for work he told me that it was gonna be a blessing in disguise -- now we could get the furniture we wanted -- clean slate -- new start. Truthfully all I could see was mess -- everywhere mess and more mess. 

When Sir Steve got home from work -- he said we were gonna go to the ReStore and see what they had in the way of furniture.  I honestly didn't hold out much hope... second hand furniture?? nope didn't hold out much hope at all.

We started looking at coffee tables and end tables.  The lil one was skipping around seeing it as a huge adventure! She even found a working piano and got permission from the salesclerk to play on it.  Then buried in the back of these pieces of furniture Sir Steve spotted two end tables and a matching coffee table.  Hardly a mark on them and the price was amazing!!  

Sir Steve's buddy had a lead on a dining room set -- and while we were poking around the shop his buddy texted him.  They wanted way more than what Sir Steve wanted to pay AND it came with a hutch which we didn't want (or need).  

We had passed a dining room set when we entered the shop.  We went back to look at it.  I loved it I have to admit.  It's old -- like really old.  Solid Oak.  Pedestal table with a leaf and 4 matching chairs and not a bloody mark on it. It was a bit more than Sir Steve wanted to spend -- but shockingly low considering the set.   He bought it.

We managed to get the smaller tables home -- but he is borrowing a van from a friend and will bring the dining room set home today.  He was right -- everything is coming together -- and it is becoming OUR home -- 

AND that is a very good thing.