The pool table was picked up on Wednesday night.
This space is going to be all mine until the new ranch gets built. Hopefully sometime before I turn 40! (I'm only just on the slippery slope from 35)
BUT... I've got perfomance anxiety, I can only get as far as the doorway. It's tragic.
I need coffee...and then I've got to work...and then I've got to cook & make stuff & chat & drink pretty drinks. Maybe tomorrow.
I'm pretty excited about being able to say that all my Op Shop treasures are going "straight to the pool room". Just quietly I think the date is too.
I think I might cover the door in green felt...tomorrow.