De-Throned

Poor Wonderman. I'm trying to sell everything we can. I sold his computer chair right out from under him. Literally. He was sitting in it, doing something on the computer, when the guy called and said, "Is it still available? Can I come now?" Now my giant 6'6" love is sitting in a tiny little pink patio chair that I bought years ago when I first moved into my own apartment and didn't have a dining table, nor could I afford a real one. Poor Wonderman indeed.

Before....................................................After

Space Maker

BEFORE

Well, today feels like a big step toward moving out of this apartment. We sold the entertainment center. As is visible in the before picture, it dominated the entire wall, nay, the entire living room. It was a little bit too large for this apartment. Let's be honest, it was probably too large for the apartment I was in when I received it, and that apartment was significantly larger. Sigh. I feel a tad bit sad as I have all kinds of emotional ties to my stuff, but it it also feels a little bit exciting to feel like we're actually taking some steps and may actually make it out of here. Wahoo. Sniff.

AFTER

ps - we still have the couch, the rocking chair, the dresser, the computer chair, the barstool/chair, the boombox, two cars, and lots of small house things if you know anyone who needs some household goods and would love to make a deal with us. I'm just sayin'.