We call this the “Go Out Table” because we stage things we need to take with us for errands, etc. It also houses my husband’s diabetic supplies. Under it is a bin with stuff going one way or the other from the booth in town I rent with my friend.
As I’m embarrassed to show you, it becomes a catch-all for a lot of other ‘stuff,’ to the point the stacks may decide to topple and slide off any minute.
This was today’s project.
(I had to slip my work on it in because my husband’s project was in the basement and he wanted my help there, too. )
My husband’s question was, “Where did everything GO?”
Now we can pick something up when we leave the house without an avalanche. :0)

