I love reading the Velvet-and-Linen blog, just google it because I have not figured out how to link to other blogs yet. The writer is an interior designer who (I think) has her own store as well as a gorgeous husband who is an architect. They have a gorgeous house in a sunny, clearly gorgeous section of California and everyone is nice and they all have perfect taste.
In her latest post she illustrates how she transformed a non-descript living room (easily 20′ x 20′ with cathedral ceilings) into a fabulous space. And she did a great job and sadly I must say I am green with envy. Not so much of the end result but the fact that she never mentions money or having a budget, nor was there any sign of a ranting husband, delayed deliveries or screwed up orders. That must only happen in New Jersey.
My week got ugly fast. The handsome young man, who asked for and got a great deal on a table, started to give me grief and ask for an even better deal when he finally came to pick it up. After examining it minutely he found a small dent on the side that he accused me of concealing from him. As if! At may age I can hardly see anything besides which, as many of you already know, most of our furniture comes dented on purpose–if it isn’t truly old we like it to have it made to look old. I told him he might be happier without the table altogether and left Keith in the hot seat
while I took a long walk around the block.
Then my accountant called with the good news–we made a profit in 2009–and the bad news–not a very big one. Fortunately the children are grown and have great jobs so we don’t have the expenses we once did–even the dogs and horses are all in heaven now. (Although sadly Laird has closed our joint bank account; I loved looking at her robust balance!) Fortunately sales have been strong so far in 2010 so things are looking up.
Sales have been steady but…if it would only stop snowing! I didn’t even bother to go to work today. After our fourth snow storm in as many weeks the winter wonderland thing is getting a little tiresome. Maybe the secret to bliss is sunny southern California, how can you be crabby when the sun is always shining?