At long last...

my little round table with the sewing machine base is out of the middle of my living room and in the bedroom - isn't it perfect there?  It's exactly right with my antique iron bed.  I was going to have the Salvation Army pick up the old nightstand but as it turns out one of my clients' mother would like it to use as a TV stand - so it's going to a good home.  I thought I had found the perfect small oak three-drawer chest for the other side of the bed, but alas - already sold.  Those $50 craigslist bargains go fast!  I'll just keep looking - one will turn up.

I really do like the old desk in the living room where the round table was previously.  More space for my reading stack and a place for my fan.  As you can see, Aggie has rearranged the sofa to her liking, although I must have put those small pillows up on the back at some point - she is not nearly that tidy.  I keep telling myself that one day I finally get things just the way I want them in this new space - but I've lived here for a year already.  I suppose that anywhere we live is always a work in progress.  Isn't it?