Hurricane

My cousin blew through Pennsylvania again this weekend, prompted by the furniture restorers saying we needed to pick fabrics today if we wanted them to be finished by mid-June. Nothing like a hard deadline to inspire you.

the logistics constantly amaze me: We need fabric for 9 chairs, 1 chaise lounge, four footstools, and a canopy bed. We could have invaded Normandy for less money, and required less planning! On the one hand, I wish we'd started years ago, but on the other hand I'm glad we're getting it all done at once. At least this way we're sure the fabrics go together.

In two days, it's amazing how much else they accomplised, and it's even more amazing how much they spent. We now have four amish quilts, an antique settee (sofa) for the parlor, a secretary/dresser for Bill's room, a card table for the Boys' room, light fixtures for the boys' room and summer kitchen, and appliances for one of the kitchenettes. (I won't point out that the only thing that was on our list was the light fixtures.)

Of course I knew this was coming, but I tend to prefer these things as potential abstractions, not items on the credit card statement.