When I made the reservations for my flight to Hawaii last year, I had thought we would spend a good part of our vacation furnishing the house and furniture shopping. As it turned out, we didn't. However, I did manage to buy a dining room table, which you see pictured here. The tenants, who are moving back into my house today, don't want it stored in the garage because they don't want to be responsible for it.
At least that's their story and they're sticking to it. They could be holding wild sex parties in the garage for all I know. Selling drugs out of that spare refrigerator.
For those of you who have followed my stories on Big Island, I'm leaving the island today. But hey, I have a new island to hang out on. A place where I won't be tempted to buy dining room tables that I have no place to store. As always, you can read more about this story in my personal blog today at this link: Why I Need a Vacation From my Vacation in Hawaii.