So. We got another square grand piano. (Here is the first.) Somehow in my world, this is not really a big deal and what I’m actually writing about are the marble slabs that were also headed to the dump. But the piano is how we got there, so I guess requires some explanation.
My Favorite Finds
While watching yet another stranger enter our home and cart off some of our belongings, Paul said – I finally figured it out: that bookcase is clogs. He is referencing a story that my parents love to tell: Shortly before I turned four years old, my parents took me into a shop where I saw […]
One of the salvage yards in Philadelphia moved locations… their stuff was a mix of hipster nonsense and amazing architectural salvage. It was unusual and well curated and hideously expensive– a fun place to browse. The new owners had a demolition sale at the old location and Paul and I went over there to look on Saturday morning… there […]
I am aware that I am a person whose inner Self appears to skew towards frivolous lunatic… Today’s post will do nothing to alter that perception. Sometimes people wonder how Paul does not find this deeply aggravating, but that is the miracle of Self’s existence: Self is not contingent on anyone’s approval. Also, Self would […]
Paul was out Saturday morning… but when he got home, it didn’t take him very long to say— wait… where is the sofa? And I was like— I sold it! I told you: I AM SELLING EVERYTHING. He said— yes… but… where will people sit? And I said— on the floor! LOOK HOW SPACIOUS IT IS […]