Rolltop Desk, adieu

I cannot remember not loving wooden furniture in all its warmth and comfortable glory.  Along our partnership journey we have collected a few eclectic bits here and there, generally secondhand,  and some real treasures right off the pile awaiting the bone and rag man ( or whatever he is called these days) on neighborhood curb sides. I don't know what we will do to replace our hybrid dining table.  Legs and frame from one table and in-folding  extension top from another: it is higher than most tables and suits our family well. I dare not think what a custom made version of that would cost.

In fact, I pretty much don't know how much new furniture costs, period.  We built our beds, our wardrobes, our bedside tables. OK, so I designed them and Himself made them while I hovered.  Our bedroom shelving  is IKEA adjustable open stuff...not particularly high end.  We have purchased two sofas new, no three, but one was super crappy dirt cheap make do foam rubber sofa bed because we needed somewhere to sit and sleep when we moved here. Long gone.

There is only one piece of bought new furniture that I can think of:  furniture that was purchased simply as an I-want and the price was right. The Rolltop Desk.  Oh man, I was thrilled to find it- in our local DIY of all places.  We didn't really need it. But I had to have it. I swoon over roll top desks.  I can't remember how we got it home, since at that time we didn't own a car. But home it came- I remember fitting it together and giving it a good rubdown with beeswax.  AH! My desk.

It still looks pretty good

Just look at all those drawers to be organized and tidy

Yeah.yeah. Whose desk?  Somehow it never really was my desk after all.  It was always so chockablock with stuff that no one ever sat at it .  I tried a few times to organize and streamline the chaos.  However, my methods of archiving and administration are  polarly different than Himself's style; I finally gave up. Once in a while I would shove stuff around so the top came down and I wouldn't have to look at the mess.  It was a total fail as a desk in reality.  It was a great catchall though.

The renovation of the house has finally reached the dining room, which is also a study/office most of the time (when I was sewing in here it was a three ring circus.)  We plan to line the walls with book and showcases and have just the refectory table in here with ladderback chairs.  No room for any desk.
Goodbye, lovely rolltop.

So Himself put it on the internet for sale and within a couple of hours it got snapped up. Amazing because most Dutchfolk like streamlined steel and glass these days- sharp corners, straight lines, black leather.

I am trying not to think about it.  I still love that desk.
I am sorta planning on not being here Saturday when it goes to its new home.
She'll probably use it like a desk.
I wonder if I can come and visit ?