‘D’ Day Has Arrived
I keep checking to see that it’s still there. And every time I check it’s obviously still sitting in the same place where I left it. But I keep checking anyway; I’ve reduced my spot-check from half hourly to hourly now that the initial excitement has gradually subsided (and from I also had a quiet word with myself to stop behaving in such a weird manner).
In case you’re confused, I’m referring to the highly anticipated arrival of my Tolix ‘A chair’. I took the day off work to take delivery of this precious cargo. Unbeknown to me; it had been sitting in the reception area of my apartment building from early morning; whilst I was pacing like an expectant father 16 floors up (for most of the day) waiting on a phone call to confirm its arrival.
The box it arrived in was basically the size of a small shed but I endured the highly unsophisticated and awkward display of trying to manoeuvre it into the lift and up to its new home.
I took a little photo diary of this momentous occasion!! Yes, this is highly suspicious behaviour worthy of clinical observation; but I don’t care. It’s Tolix!! TOLIX!!
How ironic that this chair is of industrial design and is capable of absorbing whatever knocks and bumps that’s thrown in its direction – and there I was fussing over it with a dusting cloth. Disgraceful.
I have a few plans for this chair; that includes accessorising it with an exquisite cushion fashioned from a vintage French fabric (1960s). I hope it looks as good in reality as it does in my mind. We shall see.
Watch this space.
***UPDATE January 2015***
This is how my gorgeous Tolix looks today!