So, this has been sitting out in the garage (which is actually not a garage and is more just extra storage space for my husband's family's junk...and a few treasures) for YEARS. It's beautiful and I go out and look at it sometimes, just to be near it. I can see it in my mind, in my house, cleaned up and cared for...
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Up to now, I haven't been properly motivated to do the work it would take to get it from the corner of the garage and into my house. However, today I pulled all the ugly doors off of the ugly cabinets in the ugly kitchen and am in the process of cleaning them so I can paint (but the doors are Not going back on). And I realized it would be fantastical if I had a better storage solution for my dishes, and I remembered this wonderful piece of furniture that is being sorely misused and neglected.
And I must have it in my house.
Unfortunately, even once I clear it out and de-spider it, I can't move it by myself. At least, not far. Of COURSE I decide to do this at the beginning of the week my husband is gone.
I'm gonna do something crazy.