Well I'll be. My faith in humanity has been slightly restored.
The aforementioned table was dropped off at our old apartment's office on Wednesday, as promised. Since Mike was working, we both decided that it was for the best that I didn't try to go pick up the table because:
A) it was over 30 pounds, making it next to impossible for me to transport.
B) I have quite the temper, making it next to impossible for me to contain if the package was damaged.
So, Thursday Mike went by the office and I'll be darned; the package was in perfect condition. Not retaped, no new box.
I don't get it. I'm just grateful.
Before he headed out for his big bachelor weekend, my future hubby (6 weeks away!) assembled the table and left it for me to find a home for it:
Isn't it gorgeous? I love it. Mike thinks it "classes up the joint." I must agree. I also love that it's open in the back, so we can partially cover up the vent on the wall. And yes, I am getting rid of that mail organizer the minute I can find something we both agree on...
The hardest part of moving into the house for me has been waiting to decorate. The wedding has put the house on the back burner at this point, so getting new furniture makes me look around and sigh. But I know it will get better; this is a great first step!
OK I totally thought you were getting a dining room/kitchen table...but this looks great! :-)
ReplyDeleteI figured the title was misleading :) That's the next piece we need to get!
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