Take My Money, Please! (part one)
Take My Money, Please! (part one) Cars and clothes – that’s what my oldest friend (friendship of 84 years) spent her money on. I, on the other hand, preferred making my home as attractive as possible on a budget and buying the best food I could afford. This is still my mantra. So I finally decided that I needed to add seating and a rug in my small TV room. My first attempt at working with a “designer” was with a furniture store, we’ll call East Oak. Mary, dresses like a bag lady, came in an Uber, got lost in the complex, was late because she explained that she needed to clean up after her dog threw up. When shown the room, she sighed and said that it would be a challenge! Her laptop wasn’t working and she showed me a couple of fabric samples for chairs not yet selected. She left me with the promise that she would draw up a plan. Fortunately, this didn’t happen but I was still without help and afraid to go back to East Oak for fear of running into Mary. So back ...