Zoey's going to miss those big, fat arms. This is her now.
Barrie also suggested a consignment shop that I had forgotten about. Barrie and her husband have a house full of gorgeous and creative/inventive pieces of furniture. So I grilled her. After our breakfast I went to that consignment shop. They did, indeed, have some very cool shit but nothing that fits my current problem. Their website, however, has a wishlist so I added my wish.
West Elm has a couple of not terrible options that might even scootch past ok to good. I need to go sit on them but their timeline, price and fabric colors are better than anyone else's. The store is located in the middle of Amazon/Google/Facebook offices/dwellings so I'm pretty sure their clientele is not fat old retired ladies. I need to adjust my attitude and expectations before I got waltzing in there. And probably break out the bullhorn since I'm sure I will be invisible to them.
My house is clean again. And my scheme of turning on the A/C after the housecleaner left worked perfectly. I checked the camera from the restaurant and saw her turn out the lights and leave. Then I just hit 'power on' from the A/C app and when I got home all was cool. Very cool (hahahha I see what I did there.)
Next up is crochet. I promised to test a pattern so I should get to it.