18th October 2018
Kelli’s allergies persist, sneezing and nose blowing is almost constant, I feel for her. It doesn’t help working in the garage with all the sawdust about. We had set ourselves a deadline to complete the two dressers, and were well on the way. Kelli wanted new knobs for the piece I was finishing. My heart sank.
Searching for knobs drains me, on my level of interest it falls below watching dogs taking a dump, but I tolerate it. We also had to drive to Hudsonville to take the wine cabinet and bring back a dresser that had been there for ages. It happens like that sometimes, a piece fails to stir the imagination of customers. This particular piece has a roll front top, which is a design that is difficult to move. As Kelli had experience in retail she always likes to keep her space fresh, and it often works. Sometimes just repainted can make the difference, alternatively for the hardened “tight asses” lowering the price also works.
We stopped off at Hobby Lobby to look for the dreaded knobs. It was fifty percent off day, which didn’t excite me as much as it did Kelli.
Rack after rack, knob after knob the search was on. My mind wandering in and out thinking about dogs, and remaining enthusiastic. There was nothing suitable in the quantity we needed.
Then we spotted the “clearance” shelf. The joy level went up, (just joking, more dogs). Scratching through the racks of knobs that time forgot, various combinations were laid out, I scoured at anyone who tried to bring a trolley down the isle we had sat down in, and continued to set out knob combinations like we were playing some Chinese board game.Eventually we settled on a combination that would work, and we headed for the checkout. Kelli also had the good idea to buy other cool knobs that she could sell on, alway thinking, that why I married her.
Another Lifetime to go 