stevenpiziks | Table Rearrangements

When we got home with the truckload of stuff, we had to do some rearranging. I'd brought home our old dining room table and the chairs.

When Kala got hired as a teacher aide, we bought a new dining room table and chairs. They're bar height and look cool, but we very quickly discovered the table is extremely impractical. The chairs are uncomfortable, and Maksim's feet don't even reach the rungs. Plus the thing was overpriced and underconstructed. In other words, it was cheaply made. Two of the chairs partly broke within the first month. I grew to hate the set fairly quickly, but we'd paid a fair amount for it (another thing I hated) and we kept using it.

Once we got to Wherever, the awful table went into the dining room. The kitchen, however, has a breakfast nook in it. At Ikea I bought a regular-height table and chairs and put it there. (All hail Ikea, goddess of furnishing divorced men's apartments.) It's a little small, but much cozier, and the boys and I eat all our meals there. We rarely use the dining room table.

Kala resurrected the old, scarred dining room table to use for herself in the Ypsilanti house but didn't take it with her when she left for Arizona. I moved it up here with all the other stuff and started rearranging.

I took the leaf out of the hated dining room table and banished it to the corner of the dining room. Then I took Ikea table out of the kitchen and put it behind the love seat, at the dividing line between the living room and dining rooms. (We actually have a great room, with a living room area and a dining room area set off from one another by the furniture.) The old table I put into the kitchen. It's a little bigger and easier to eat at. Now we have a decorative table in the dining corner, a homework and game table near the living room, and a nice-sized eating table in the kitchen.

Of the kitchen table, Mackie said, "Yay! Now it's like we're at home."