A bit of late night scavenging

After a late night of geekery, Kate and I caught the last train, and on the walk home from the station we ran across a wooden desk waiting for garbage pickup. It was dusty and scratched, but looked fairly nice, and a quick inspection showed it was still perfectly serviceable.

So we took it.

We weren't far from home--normally it would be about a 2 minute walk--but time works differently when you're carrying a rather heavy piece of furniture completely lacking in convenient hand-holds. We each took a side, and sort of half shuffled, half waddled our way along. We had to stop and start several times, and got some weird looks from a late night construction crew and the odd passer-by.

Thank goodness we only live on the second floor of our building, although the first floor would have been far preferable. We took out the drawers and took them up separately, but even then it was a struggle to get the thing up the stairs. The desk is almost as wide as the stairway, and it just barely squeezed through the door to our apartment. Consdering that it was well after midnight, we also had to avoid making any noise, but unfortunately, with all the drawers removed, the empty desk reverberated like a big ole drum every time we knocked it against something, so we had to be extra careful.

A difficult task, but it was a great find. I can't wait to sit at it! But first we'll have to buy some chairs.

(It's a Japanese apartment, OK? We only have floor-chairs.)