easily my favorite piece of furniture at the salon.
random fact: I moved every bit of furniture in myself. unloaded the freight truck, moved the couch and desk in a uhaul, the old white cabinets in the kitchenette, this beautiful table, ... I mean everything. It’s a moment I was overwhelmed and frustrated and needed help but no one was available and it had to get done. So I did it myself.
I ask for help more now. I’m tired of being solo. Yes, I still have my moments but I’m over being an island. Yes, I can do it all myself (God aside) but I’m not anymore.
Go faster alone or farther together and I’m preparing for a marathon.