Sunshine through the front door sidelight…
makes a pretty pattern on the stairway wall.
But in the nearby living room…
the light becomes magical.
It dances on the wall behind the chair…
and adds color + shadows to a forgotten corner.
Follow the light & see where it will take you.
THE RANT
• Yes, it is wonderful that the home accessories & furniture that we purchased from Pottery Barn & L.L.Bean arrived on time or 4 days early. And that all items were packed PERFECTLY… allowing for the inexplicable delivery incompetence that followed.
• Yes, it is wonderful to know that $800.00 worth of merchandise can sit in our driveway in front of our garage door ALL NIGHT IN THE POURING RAIN without anyone or anything in our neighborhood stealing or destroying it.
• But NO!, it is not wonderful to find out that UPS thought it was acceptable to leave said merchandise in our driveway without telling us that it was there.
THE EXPLANATION
In what is yet another example of the subtle irony that infuses my life, confuses my mind and exasperates my soul, Zen-Den got home from work some time before 6:00 p.m. last night. [Rather unusual, but he knew that I was making scallops + orzo for dinner– and that boy is a nut for scallops.] If he had come home later, as is his wont, then he would have stumbled over the boxes in front of the garage. But, of course, that is not what happened.
I’ve had merchandise left in the driveway before, but in those situations the delivery person: 1) rang the bell; 2) knocked on the door; &/or 3) left a post-it note attached to the sidelights around the front door so that it would be noticed from inside the house. NONE of those things happened last night.
Instead, here’s what happened. UPS delivered the merchandise some time after Z-D got home. We know not when. Both of us can testify that no one came to the door to alert us to the fact that our stuff was here. Plus, being the reasonably prudent people that we are, we even opened the front door before going to bed to make sure that our new stuff wasn’t sitting on our front stoop or that there was a note stuck to our front door.
THE CONCLUSION
We were lucky that when we found the water-drenched corrugated cardboard boxes this morning at 7:00 a.m., they had held tight so that our two lamps + lamp shades AND three side tables DIDN’T suffer any irreparable damage. However, I’m NOT HAPPY that my stuff was left out in the rain all night. Would you be?
All of which brings me to the point of this rant. UPS CAN DO BETTER.
And that, my friends, is all I have to say. Thank you for listening.
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[Photo on the left from Pottery Barn: Sutter Adjustable Lever Lamp + Linen Tapered Drum Lamp Shade]
[Photo on the right from L.L.Bean: Black Painted Cottage 2 Shelf Side Table]
[Well hello there FTC! Very long time no see. I haven’t been specific in my posts of late so there’s been no need for me to add this sort of disclaimer. But today’s post is different, so let me assure you that I was in no way compensated for my opinions about the above items & situation. We good? Take care then. See you later, no doubt.]
I am glad that it’s the beginning of a new week. All our doing last week just about did me in. It was stressful.
On the upside, we finished 3 projects. The mail box post, which we repaired & painted, is now sporting a new shiny black mailbox. The inside molding around the new [non-leaky] window in the bathroom is caulked & painted. And the dingy old sheer panels on the home study’s French doors are tea-dyed a lovely shade of tan, ironed & back in place.
On the other hand, we started about a dozen more projects that for one reason or another we couldn’t finish. I really wanted to have more projects completed by now, but everywhere we turned we encountered obstacles. Weather. Indecisiveness. Lack of supplies. Whatever we wanted not available. No-shows by tradesmen. Hours spent online trying to find furniture/accessories that will fit into our small room dimensions. And on & on it went.
Four years ago when we decided to stay in this house & remodel/update it, I had no idea that we’d still be working on it today. I thought that 1 year– maybe 2 years, tops— would be all the time that we’d need to re-do the house. Not that I thought that everything in the house would be completely finished, mind you; I just figured that we’d be where we should be for people living in a thirteen year old house.
However, despite my above grumbling, I will say that the progress we made last week is wonderful & encouraging. I’d even venture to say that with one more week like this last one, we’ll have all the bones of our house in place. Then there will be photos for you, my gentle readers– & a long-awaited sense of completion & belonging for me.
Until then, ever onward go I.
{An observation: this situation reminds me of when I got my Master’s degree. I planned for it to take me 3 years, but for one reason or another it took my 6 1/2 years to complete. Near the end of my studies, I didn’t care what courses I took. I just wanted the whole process finished so I could move on with my life. Same feeling here & now.}
THE SPECTACLED BEAN 