Affrontery

The old dining room table, not that old, is dismantled and under the spare bed. We got it right before our first Christmas here, $200 including the four chairs, which was a deal. There has been water damage from cats who knock over flower vases, and sweat from the post-op ice packs last April. Still, pretty solid and worthwhile. It will eventually go to a good home, but there is no rush. I wasn't in much shape to prepare, this virus has me pinned down and stuffed with goo. We got ready, though. Mostly Dylan had to dismantle and move old table out. I shifted chairs slowly.




New table is about the same area, but round, with a leaf extension. Solid wood. Weren't expecting it to be ready until mid January at the earliest. Arrived today. The slide mechanism is gloriously smooth.




I'm so pleased.


Yes, I called in sick again. Feel dreadful after a night breathing through my mouth and coughing. Got a message from work that I had to have an MD note. Thankfully we have virtual visits available, and the note procured quickly. First time in all my years as an RN that I had to do that, but times change and it is the holiday week, and we are short staffed. I set aside my affront and do the job in front of me, knowing I did not spread the virus around.