This morning I’m working at home with the laptop, sitting on the couch with the computer and cats keeping me warm. We don’t give the cats enough friendly attention. They’re overly affectionate when they get the chance, and it’s not helping my typing. I welcome the warmth though, while it’s sunny outside, it’s cold enough for pre-winter to penetrate the poorly insulating back door with a windless draft. I’d be at the office right now, but I’m waiting at home to receive the delivery of a replacement table.

Last week Kelly and I found a nice set of chairs, a table and server at Weekends Only. Straying from our first preference of a light colored wood, we welcomed mahogany stained furniture into our home. This makes us sound like furniture racists. The actual color description on the box is cappuccino. That’s not helping. Anyway…

Everything was delivered Saturday morning. The server was perfect and a few chairs were already assembled, with the remaining few still in boxes. The table unfortunately had been dropped at some point and the damage was only realized once it was assembled. Our option was to either return it ourselves, or call WEO replace it with a delivery on Monday (today). We obviously opted for the delivery. Later that day while assembling the last chair, I found some manufacturing defects, and had to call WEO again. The warehouse isn’t far, I was OK with just replacing the bad with good, and the customer service rep said that’d be fine. Turns out it wasn’t in stock. Found out after I got there. I’m certain my frustration was visible. They’ll call when they can replace it. Credit for the chair was refunded in the meantime.

Despite the setbacks, I’m happy with the quality of the furniture, and I like the style. Once we have everything together, you’re all invited to dinner.

New table is home. Looks good. I should probably check the stored leaf before I say that. Damn, I bet I jinxed it.