|Summer 2011's Donation Pile|
So here I happily sit on a bar stool that I just brought home from my parent's house - the perfect size for my workspace in the garage (or so I told myself when I said "yes" to bringing it home). And even now, I'm thinking of going back tomorrow and getting it's mate! I mean it's sad to separate a pair of matching items isn't it?
Why is it that I can't seem to stop finding things to stick into my already-full house??