Syl's Bucketlist

Today should have been the realization of number 8, being on a movie set.
My son invited me to the set of the new short movie. I was looking forward to it.
To see him and his friends jumping out of a plane, and all the other things that go on on a set.
I know quite a lot of people there, so I knew I wouldn't feel awkward.

But the weather forecast was amazing: 32 degrees celcius,  The place as unwise for a heartpatient as it could be: a large area of just heather and heather, no shade, and nothing else, and relatively far away from here too.

So I decided not to go.
With pain in my heart.

Yesterday evening the car broke down, but my son was able to arrange another one.

One thing we didn't think about, the most important part of the whole movie operation of today: the jump from the plane.

At all other occasions I was very aware of the wind and the sun, but today I overslept  and managed to sweep the disappointment out of my head, focus on the laundry and some other chores, keeping myself OK with this silly temperature.

It was late this afternoon when I checked my mail.
I'd better get a new mobile, so I can read the family app, but money can be spend just one time.
So I was the last to hear that the whole parachute scene of them jumping out of the plane was cancelled because of the wind.
They took some shots from other scenes, but the jump will be recorded at a later time.

We'll see when....

So this was just a saterday like many other saterdays. One with a record temperature of 33.4 degrees though.

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For quite some time I've been saving to buy new furniture.

First I was as lucky as to find the wished for cabinets in the local second hand group. They were almost for free, so I felt very rich.

After trying a lot of couches in a lot of shops, we decided to pay a visit to the Swedish modern furniture shop to buy a couch and two chairs.

The weird looking rocking chair was out of stock.
So it's still on the wishlist.

Instead of replacing the furniture in one day it took a lot more.

The person who offered to help got stuck in traffic and was not able to call. So I first waited a while and then started to take the orange couch in pieces myself. It was quite a job for one person, but I managed to do it with a little help from one of my daughters.

I thought the leather couch would take quite a lot more effort and I was right.
It was very clever not to start it that evening, but wait for the next day.
It took 3 hours to get one arm piece removed, but by then we had some insight in the materials. That was old-fashioned good stuff, meant for eternal use.
Ofcourse I couldn't demolish that couch alone. One of my sons had to be called, and he did a good job of putting the couch outside...in pieces we could hardly carry.

After cleaning the room, one of my daughters and I put the new couch together. Ofcourse with problems with the last screw. LOL!
We were so tired we managed to unpack just one chair.
The next one was done the next day.

Now we're almost ready to replace the old living room table with two little ones.
We've already bought them a long time ago.

Today I worked on the flooring, with parts I still had.

So each day something is done to make the room a better place to be.

I'm very grateful for a couch that doesn't cause lots of pain. It's a short couch, but last week I slept a few nights on it, to escape from the noise of the neighbours and from the high temperature during one night. For the first time in ages I felt refreshed after sleeping in my own home. So maybe a new mattress on the bed isn't a bad idea. Well, we'll see.

Living with someone who doesn't want change also means using far too old furniture.

The leather couch was not a place to sit anymore, but a place not to have to stay too long. It's age meant that comfort was buried in the past.

From my place, on a cushion not to have a steel part making a hole in my trousers, I was looking at an orange couch, which provided still some convenience to the kids. But cleaning it regularly also made me aware of the problems it soon would show at the expense of at least one of them, landing on the floor by surprise.

So getting a new couch instead of the leather one,  and putting two comfortable chairs at the place of the orange couch was  a wish I couldn't resist.

My eyes also fell on the new rocking chair of the Ikea. It was fun and a good place for me to spend lonely evenings.

As I have quite some hobby materials I wanted to have some cabinets with drawers, to sort the items and hide them.

I also want another diner set, but the one I want has disappeared from the market.

Added to it all a new floor, but as I want to move to another house, it's not really needed.

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