“I thought of you,” John wrote next to the photo that you see atop this post. “Absolutely amazing.”
Actually, he also told me at what antiques emporium he had found that incredible piece of furniture being offered for sale. But you know what? I am not going to share that information with the world, for fear that someone might buy it before I make up my mind whether I should.
People, is it not the most gorgeous thing ever?
The asking price is well beyond my budget. And even though prices on stuff in antique emporiums are often negotiable, I am fairly sure the final offer would still be beyond my budget.
But never have I feared suffering non-buyer’s remorse as much as I do with this piece. I have this awful feeling that if I don’t dip into the cash reserves (pitiful though they are) and scoop it up, I will regret it for the rest of my life.
What would you do, my friends?
Of course there is the question of where Raymond and I would actually put the beautiful turquoise bench and its table. I can’t quite decide whether it’s a suitable piece for the Manse kitchen. Really I had pictured a more traditional table and chairs in that kitchen, if there was to be an eating area at all. (Since we also have a dining room, there’s no pressing need for an eating area in the kitchen.) If we had the world’s biggest breakfast nook (John tells me the piece is a little over six feet long with the L sticking out about three feet) it would be perfect there, but sadly, much as I think the world of breakfast nooks, I don’t think one is in our renovation plans.
Maybe the future conservatory? It would be a funky choice for a conservatory, would it not?
Ah, it’s fun to dream. I’ll keep you posted. It’s possible Raymond’s little red truck has a mission ahead of it.