Monday, March 3, 2014

The new bookcase

Do you remember how we finally got rid of our piano a few months back? It had been sitting, un-played, in our foyer for several years, buried under keys, coats, boxes, bags, and dog leashes. It was our version of Grey Gardens.

There was a brief moment of de-clutter in December, when it looked like Whoville after the Grinch came.

Jennifer and I finally agreed on a replacement: an antique, leaded-glass bookcase only two-thirds the size of the piano. You can't play it, but because it's a bookcase, it can also hold dog treats, dog shampoo, dog food, spare light bulbs, old picture frames, candles, greeting cards, scissors, tape, and old letters, receipts, and tissues that Jennifer has not thrown out. Theoretically, it could also hold books, but let's not go crazy.

I won't go into all the details of how we got it, but it involved bidding online, renting a cargo van to pick it up in Philadelphia, arriving at 6:08pm on a Friday evening when the auction house closed at 6, and paying the guy an extra $40 to allow me to pick it up anyway, thereby saving me an extra trip from NYC and the cost of another van rental.

Take a good look, Bailey and Kahlua: the foyer is perfect now, but this is as uncluttered as it's ever going to be again.

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