Ten-Finger Exercises

It's growing on me.

I'm happy to say, the new furniture is growing on me. It's had a little extra time, since I came home sick on Monday instead of going away to clergy conference for three days. Monday my back and sides hurt so much I thought, if I got a massage, maybe I could make the 3.5 hour drive. On my fourth try I got an appointment for immediately, but by the time I'd gotten the massage, which helped alot, I knew that wasn't enough.

So I slept all Monday, stared aimlessly at the TV yesterday, and watched HGTV today while reading blogs. Watch enough of those vivid paint color schemes, and you begin to think-- either of ways to fix up your drab scheme, or how lucky you are that you know better than paint your whole house orange, gold and green. Those were the colors of the 60's, and they don't excite me too much now. But I did get out an old golden wicker chest to use for a coffee table, draped a goldish-yellow shawl across the blue chair, and hung a desert water color with a goldish khaki tan mat on the wall. I hunted for books with covers in that color range, and even found a paint sample called 'spiced vinegar' that I think will accommodate the slightly more taupe tan of the furniture along with the yellow of the rug.

Just for a laugh, although I haven't heard it yet, I stood an old Oshkosh suitcase at the end of the loveseat to use as a table big enough to set a plant and a drink on. The case is very yellowed linen with two bands of six dark red stripes, a typical vintage design.

Sorry I have no wisdom to offer in today's blog, but did want to thank all you who wisely advised me to bide my time. I'm actually better at coping and re-fashioning than planning in the first place, a good thing to know about oneself.