I hate.waiting.

Here I sit at home. I'm all dressed and can't go anywhere. My new chair is supposed to be delivered between 7-9am. So I have an hour yet before that window closes. I'm laying bets it doesn't happen on time.

Still, I'm having coffee here at home, something I don't typically do on work days (I stagger into the office and make coffee there because I refuse to get up early enough to make myself some at home). The dog is laying on my feet and twitching in her sleep. We've had our walk for the morning and it didn't rain on us.

I did manage to paint the bathroom yesterday. I will never again buy American Standard paint from Orchard Supply Hardware. It streaks everywhere. I'm going to have to do a second, thick coat with a different roller, in order to even up the walls. The other rooms I painted I used my Kelly Moore contractor grade paint. Wow is there ever a difference in the quality. Sure it cost me 7.00 a gallon more, but that 7.00 a gallon more was well worth it. I wanted a pale lilac on the walls in the bathroom. Now it's going to be an easter-egg lavender. I think I'll end up doing a glaze wash over the whole thing to tone it down again.

Last night I had one of those dreams I haven't had in a very long time. A dream where I'm upset and crying and screaming for what feels like days. The setting was a family reunion. My parents were there, I was there, my sister was there, various other people were there. My parents were arguing, I was arguing with my mother. Ug. I hate those dreams. I wake up exhausted from them as if I had run a physical marathon not just an emotional one. I don't know why I had this dream, usually I get them if I'm shutting down on my anger somehow. I don't think I'm doing that right now. I'm not mad or upset at anyone that I know of. The news pisses me off, but not THAT bad. I wonder if its a pre-curser to more family drama ahead. Ug. I know, I already said that, but, it bears repeating. Ug.

It's Monday, they say it might rain. My chair's not here yet. Am I allowed to hate Monday this week?

SAIA FREIGHT and Delivery Windows.

make note of the time stamp here.

My delivery window was 7am-9am, Monday, 12 June.

Just now, 5:30pm am I looking at a rectangular box in my living room.

YUP.

It *JUST* arrived.


Of course Frankie is looking at this very large box as if it is Mt. Everest and she is Sir Edmond.

Since my Camera doesn't work

I have to attend to that next,

here is a photo from the website of the colour wood and fabric the Enigma chose for my chair :)



Of course I don't think this photo does it much justice. there is a nice luster to the wood which is well coated with poly urethane to give it a shine. The curves and the edges are well rounded and smooth. The wood and silk are both cool to the touch. It sits a little lower to the ground than I first realized, but after reclining in it for a few minutes I find it is quite comfortable. I could happily sit there for hours and read a book. That's a rather mundane activity compared to others, maybe I should make sure I read Anias Nin or D H Lawrence, just to be on the safe side.


OH! And *SUDDENLY* the sunshine and warmth has returned to my area of the bay. It's as if the weather was in a hold pattern awaiting delivery of my chair. Yup, uh huh, it is ALL about me.

Thats all I'm sayin.