It's not that I'm cheap, as sadly I have consistent and unrequited expensive taste in most things always turning around price tags on items that make my heart flutter only to find ridiculous jaw-dropping numbers, but I just know what makes me happy. A five thousand dollar couch is not it. I love the thrill of finding things. I love investing in experiences. I love being able to turn nothing into something and using my magic powers to envision and manifest. I often see things and think "I can find something else I like better." or "I can find that cheaper and with more character." or my favorite, "I can make that." Yeah, we all know how that one usually goes. My ratio of shopping time to buying time leans heavily to one side as I always have to see everything, imagine all the possibilities, and weigh all the options. Most rounds end with leaving empty handed, much to my husbands chagrin, but usually with a head swimming with ideas. That's surely worth the trip, right?
So it goes. After a trip to Home Depot and the local big box stores, I'm back home puttering around to see if I can pull something together. Surely I can figure out two useful/interesting/functional table bases, right? I really did want to get the studio back in working order today.
Hmm...we shall see.