Back when we were picking up one of my endless Craigslist treasures, the guy selling it said: I have a pool table I’m getting rid of, you interested? We weren’t… but on the way home, Paul said something to the extent of: pool tables are heavy because there is a slab of slate inside. And […]
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.
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 […]