In the living room, the dining table sits above the coffee table, and both of the tables are covered with newspapers and books, as is the carpet underneath. Fumes are still swirling through from the work we did on the dining room yesterday (until late). Yuck! Is it any wonder I spent the day hiding out, first at Koraku, then at the Goodwill (where I saw lots of lovely Italian and Spanish-made ladies shoes in sizes other than my own, and absolutely none of the beads I came for and far too many attractive books)? Now I'm going to do some planting, even though it's raining a little bit.