Showing posts with label my new apartment. Show all posts
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Monday, February 9, 2009

knit one, pearl one

I only have one friend of mine who I know can knit. Kim's a nester. Since we've known one another I've probably moved a gazillion times, and she's always lived in the same place (although she has just made a move! To Weeeeehawken, go Kim). She started off making knitted coasters and has since progressed to incredible cable sweaters and the like. When I was in Bruges a couple of years ago I bought her some knitting yarn and a box to keep her needles in. I figure that small act of thoughtfulness may or may not entitle me to now ask her to knit a huge wall-hanging for my new apartment. I just love the look of them, they seem so malleable and cosy, and my place has been a little chilly these past few nights, Venice Beach having been consumed by rain storms and dark clouds. Would be nice to have the option of pulling it down off of the wall and coccooning myself in it. Aesthetic and functional (see Kim? it will be soooo worth the effort...!).

question:

What do you do when you've just moved into a new apartment, and you don't have a table, and you really need a table - for many reasons - art projects, dinner parties, letter-writing... and then you find your DREAM table, your maple top work table with vintage industrial base table, and you call the very nice man down at Cleveland Art on Hewitt Street, and you ask him the price, and you gulp a little as he responds "Well... I've been asking $2500, but I'd consider taking $1800," and you think to yourself, lovely as that offer is, it's still more than your monthly rent. What do you do? You daydream about asking him if he'll consider payment in monthly installments is what you do. Even though you already know the answer to that one.