One Thing Leads To Another

I am a life long furniture mover and re-arranger.

Today, my need to move things clicked in.

My daughter, Kate, is coming for supper tomorrow.
We usually have to eat with our dishes in our lap.
I am tired of not being able to have another person share
a meal with me at a table like real people.
I happily eat my own meals sitting on my couch with
my feet propped up on my sturdy coffee table.
BUT, it is not very nice to share a meal
with some one else that way.

SOOOOooooo ---- The big table went into my bedroom
to be my art table/desk, as did the office chair.
The little table that I originally had and
had put out in the hall is now in my living room area.
I had almost given away this smaller table.
I am glad that no one in my family wanted it.

I like the work table in my bedroom
where there is a lot of good natural light.
It is right by a floor to ceiling window.








And I like my small table in the living area where I can
easily pull it out to sit 2 and even 4 in a pinch.

 Now, I need to get one more small chair to seat a guest.