You could hear that big ol' truck coming from a mile away, but then it just sat at the bottom of the hill for the longest time. Next thing we knew, there were two guys hiking up our driveway, each carrying a red chair atop his head. Guess they had their doubts about making it up our twisty driveway in their truck, or being able to turn it around once they got there. Wise choice. Luckily, Hubby was able to meet them in our pickup before they got to the steepest part.
We'll be playing around with different arrangements for awhile, before we decide where the TV needs to end up, and rearrange everything on the wall.
Unfortunately, the pair of square leather storage ottomans we want to replace the glass coffee table with are out of stock, and won't be back until June.
John was downstairs framing pictures most of the evening, while I was upstairs arranging stuff and changing out sofa covers. I was back in the bedroom when he returned and I heard him holler "Who's house did I walk into? Must be some really fun, hip people living here!"
Gotta love 'im.
|Did I mention how comfy they are?|