The ugly chandelier that hung in the living room, now in my hand, felt ill and took a turn for the worst. Fortunately I'm a member of the local Freecycle group and someone offered a ceiling fan. So the chandelier got a funeral, and the fan was sustained (yes it's sunday, notice the white collard shirt) as the living room light source.
Two more things:
1) I meant to ask the apartment office if this was okay. But I forgot.
2) Chanté doesn't know either and I'm not telling her until she reads this blog or comes home.
2 comments:
Oh Jake you're funny! We miss you guys.
hmmmm. should we tell her or should it be a surprise? hmmm decisions. . . . . . . . nevermind.
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