There I go again...

My hubs has been on my case about moving my rickety vintage cupboard I had in the kitchen. He said it blocked the doorway. Hmpf! What does he know! He's not a big collector of junk antiques, like I am!

Then...

**Ding***Ding***Ding***

The alarm bells went off in my noggin!!
Oooooh! With the nice new flooring in the den, how hard could it be to move that 1000 lb. cupboard by myself??
Come to find out it was very hard. But I wrestled that monster without a curse word uttered from my mouth. (Thankfully you can't see how my nose just grew like Pinocchio's.)

But what I'm really thrilled about is I was able to bring back my vintage telephone bench. YaY!! I love that old thing!

I haven't broken the news to my hubs yet, but he'll need to move the telephone line now.

That's what he gets for complaining.

((giggle))





George is extremely happy with the new floor.

:> )