2 JUNE NEW LOVESEAT The living room is larger than I think, so the couch, chair & tables seem lost in it. I special-order a loveseat; six weeks later, it arrives . . . Bring it, Rico! Daisy plays Tug, instead Rosie, the dog who once upon a time wouldn't even be in the same room with us. . . . . . tests the new loveseat for sleepability. (Suffering from an acute attack of pancreatitis, I thought last week that she was ready to cross The Rainbow Bridge. She wasn't ready, and is heading into her 19th year.) The other pillow has the recipe for Margaritas. Until I find the fireplace I think will look good in this room, the front windows and the view of the trees are the focus of the room. (Obviously from all the paperwork on the coffee table, I desperately need an office, or at least, a desk.)

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