Well I got my dining room cleaned up - finally! I'm so pleased. It was a fire hazard of empty cardboard boxes and assorted crap. The table was completely covered in stuff. But it's all cleared out now - boxes flattened, dining table cleared of clutter and wiped clean. I even vacuumed, which I have not done in that room for several months, like maybe 8 or 9 months . It took me all afternoon, but I'm really pleased with the result.

Husband did not notice, and I felt a bit childishly snitty about my work not being acknowledged. Gee whiz, why couldn't I be happy with my work and not have to have his approval and praise. But that's another story for another thread.

We actually did eat our supper at the dining table, normally we eat on the couch in front of the TV. But it felt awkward and uncomfortable...I think I prefer eating on the couch. Eating at the table always reminds me of my ****** childhood suppers. Not the food itself, just brings up some bad family of origin memories.