Mary Birdsong

January27th

I like my furniture like I like my men–  real fixer-uppers.  Diamonds in the buff, if you will.

But lately, I’m starting to think I better curb that instinct to take in “strays,” convincing myself all the while that I’M soooooo special that I’LL be the one (the only one) to truly transform them.   (Wait a minute… we’re still talking about furniture now, right?)  Progress is… NOT hauling an old beat-up piano I saw on the street into my Mini Cooper, thinking “My crafty, DIY skills will fix it up & get it tuned! It’ll sound gr8!” This is the equivalent of dating a junkie I found on the street and thinking “My undying love and quirky persona will fix him up & get him in tune w/his higher self! He’ll be great!”

You mean my love is NOT transformative and all-powerful?  Huh.

You mean my love is NOT transformative and all-powerful? Huh.

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