I have been on the hunt for a hutch (a.k.a. china cabinet) for over a year. I have never been able to find one that I actually wanted to purchase. After hours of wandering and coming to terms that today wasn't the day... there it was. MY new hutch. As I neared, I prayed for it to be in my budget, but I knew it was impossible. When is it ever in your price-range?
Aint she a beaut? A real antique... that's all I wanted. And well. I got it. It was in my price range! I thought I would faint with excitement.
I (over)eagerly rushed to the nice British man running the booth and alerted him that I would be taking the hutch home with me immediately.
5 minutes later....
We were off.
This is the only time in my 27 years of moving things to and fro and fro and to, that I have not complained one iota about the weight/shape/height/pointy/scratchiness of the said piece of furniture.
I began immediately setting up my new toy.
I also created a tornado of mess in the kitchen while setting up my hutch, hence the clutter covered table.
So, Hooray! Finally! And I love it. I actually kissed it with my coffee this morning. And my apologies go out to Thandrew for being invited over and then being forced to sit at the table and stare/talk/ooo/ahh about the hutch and then congratulate me on my great find. Finally, I was asked to stop patting myself on the back by my support team.
