Playing House

Making one change in the house can have a ripple effect, and the coming of this new oak cupboard has been a case in point. A great catch-all of a rolltop desk had been in the space before and was chock-full of fourteen years of having sat in the same place. Phone books, maps, paper clips, stationery, stamps, cancelled checks... Well, believe me, it was all there. That desk had never been used much as a desk, but it was a very handy place to dump things.

This spawned a Great Reorganization spree--collecting the aforementioned stuff and integrating it with similar stuff in other drawers, taking measurements, trekking to WalMart, buying interlocking Rubbermaid drawer organizer boxes. Not my preferred weekend activity, but I feel like I've accomplished something. Including throwing away at least half a dozen bubble pipes and wands that have been in one particular drawer for a LONG time. The kids are 27 and 24--if they ever need bubble pipes and wands again, they can go buy their own.

This is all prelude to the arrival of the new cupboard, which happened Saturday afternoon. And isn't it a beauty? It looks right at home. I couldn't be more pleased. We unpacked my mother's Purinton Apple dishes and I had a great time arranging them all on the shelves. Just like playing house...

The former owner of the cupboard is a friend who goes WAAAAAY back with me, one of the infamous Mount Mary crew. We've known each other since we were eighteen--back around the time the earth cooled. She's such a delight--I will think of her every time I look at the cupboard. And she tells me she's similarly happy that her hutch is now living at my house.

And Jane, I had no idea you had a picture and profile on the web till I Googled you. Too funny.