Best Friends Can't Dictate How You Talk, What You Say Or Who Cares
Day 209 of The Andie Chronicles
The breakfast table was eerily quiet. It was also my dining room table, which was empty and vacant and nothing like the old one that lived here.
I loved this beautiful new piece and was proud of my furniture choices. I knew it didn’t have the heart and soul of my old workspace.
Alas, I had to move on. One day, I could transform this dining room table in…