A Fine Day
Part of the happiness of this day has been because I feel like we're making progress in getting things sorted out in the house. I've been thinking ever since we put the old dining room table in the kitchen that it really was much too big for the rather small kitchen. Today when I saw a really small kitchen table, but big enough to seat four, and certainly big enough to hold a cookie tray and mixing bowl and cooling racks, or big enough to roll out pie dough, I bought it. My son and his boys assembled it this afternoon and we had our evening meal at that table.
Then we rearranged the furniture in the living room, bringing the sofa to the east end of the long living room and opening the west area that I can either make into a conversational area or set up my art studio there. I'm learning toward the art idea. I think it's going to be fine. I love having people here with me.
Tomorrow is another day. I'll try to make it fine, too.












I always feel good when the house is clean through and through! Unfortunately, that is getting farther and farther from reality!