When we got home there was a package in the door. My printer ink. Who says I don't buy myself great presents? The Fed X man came again and when Ron brought me to the front door to see what he left it was three huge boxes containing a sewing center.
Ron opened the boxes in the garage and carried each piece upstairs. The rest of the afternoon consisted of counting and locating all the pieces and then putting it together. I'm guessing we're half done when we called it a day at 6 o'clock. We both decided we weren't real hungry so we postponed my birthday dinner and relaxed. the rest of the evening.
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