My mom is cleaning out her house in preparation for the big move to Colorado and the ACLF.
The only shing she had that I really wanted was the drafting table that my dad gave me.
To ship it, she would have been charged the "one room" rate from any mover, so she filled up the load with the rest of a room!
The Boy gets a new bed.
We have a huge desk that is now a table-like entertainment center sort of deal in the bedroom.
We have piles of antique glassware and china.
I have a huge assortment of Dremel attachments and two new Dremel tools.
We have basic wood working tools! Something that was sorely missing from my box.
Thanks Mom!
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