Well, I did it, I found a writing table. I am, in fact, sitting here now. No, no pictures yet. I’ll get there though.

It’s a nice, old, maple table. Missing the leaf, so it’s smallish, and round. I have six chairs, but can only fit three. The others will come in handy, I’m sure.

And this is probably the only writing I’ll get done here today. For one thing, the table is scratched to hell, so I need to refinish it. That’s not going to happen until summer. I also have blown my furniture and sundries budget for a few weeks, so I’m making a table cloth today. I already cut it, I just have to hem it now. It’s a little shorter than I like, but the cloth came from my stash and I just have to do a quick hem to finish it.

Anyway, I should be able to finish this today. It’s honestly a quick project, even by hand. Hopefully, that means tomorrow I can get up, start a fire, and settle down to finish a few stories.