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$100 for My Eero
I did absolutely nothing today, except bake beans and applesauce cookies and score the only 48-inch Saarinen (riiiiiiight) tulip table left on the planet for $100, on Craigslist, right up the street.
There was an online knockoff for $325, but they don't have the 48-inch ones any more and I was about to....spend $1300 for a real one? Not.
It needs to be re-laminated with Formica on the top. I'm sure Reg the Space Cadet can do this, and I bet it won't cost more than $100.
And installing it in the living room, after four months' work, and still like 15 cartons of books and office supplies to unpack, gave me the famous renovator's second wind. I put up the knock off Eames clock, which was practically the first thing I bought for the Rancho Atomico, and I ate cookies and slept on the couch and took some cookies over to the HAP, whose mother confided in me she works for solid waste management and got my municipally-issued garbage can repaired, and took down the piss colored curtains the Peebees had left in the master bedroom, which is now going to be The Studio and moved the table which had been serving as desk from the living room into The Studio along with the Aalto chairs, and played on the Fishs Eddy site, which has the only coffee cups fit for human consumption, and on the coolest rag rug woman site over at Etsy.
Today I felt for the first time in four months that the house wasn't going to eat me alive. This is what a bargain gives you: mastery over the money pit. And filling the house with good bakey smells. Inaugurating my four brand new Cooks mag recommended cookie sheets was a trip, and another secret of life was revealed. Making cookies isn't hard if you don't have to wait for the one cookie sheet you own to cool down so you can wash it and grease it and put another dozen blobs of dough on it.
Things is looking up. Love Craigslist.
There was an online knockoff for $325, but they don't have the 48-inch ones any more and I was about to....spend $1300 for a real one? Not.
It needs to be re-laminated with Formica on the top. I'm sure Reg the Space Cadet can do this, and I bet it won't cost more than $100.
And installing it in the living room, after four months' work, and still like 15 cartons of books and office supplies to unpack, gave me the famous renovator's second wind. I put up the knock off Eames clock, which was practically the first thing I bought for the Rancho Atomico, and I ate cookies and slept on the couch and took some cookies over to the HAP, whose mother confided in me she works for solid waste management and got my municipally-issued garbage can repaired, and took down the piss colored curtains the Peebees had left in the master bedroom, which is now going to be The Studio and moved the table which had been serving as desk from the living room into The Studio along with the Aalto chairs, and played on the Fishs Eddy site, which has the only coffee cups fit for human consumption, and on the coolest rag rug woman site over at Etsy.
Today I felt for the first time in four months that the house wasn't going to eat me alive. This is what a bargain gives you: mastery over the money pit. And filling the house with good bakey smells. Inaugurating my four brand new Cooks mag recommended cookie sheets was a trip, and another secret of life was revealed. Making cookies isn't hard if you don't have to wait for the one cookie sheet you own to cool down so you can wash it and grease it and put another dozen blobs of dough on it.
Things is looking up. Love Craigslist.