For the teacher appreciation week, I'm re-doing the teacher's 'lounge'. It's basically a space on our third floor at the top of the stairs that all the kids pass through to go into our movement room. There is a wobby table for two, a futon with mismatched cushions and a microwave. It's awful and ugly and cold. With permission, I'm making it over. I have two tables offered from freecycle-picked one up tonight and the other will be had tomorrow morning. I'm putting one in the room, and the other out on the deck so we can eat outside-beautiful view of the city. I'm going garage saleing tomorrow for a short bookshelf so we can have a book exchange, some dishes for the cupboards and some appliances like a toaster oven and coffee maker. A freecycler gave me a ton of vases that I'll fill with pebbles and wheat grass (very Reggio) and another freecycler is making us a beautiful rose bouquet from her garden. The one missing piece is a couch to replace the awful futon. I have dreams of a beautiful comfortable couch that the teachers can lay on. But they are all pretty pricey on craigslist, and the free ones are really, really ugly. I don't want ugly. I'd rather re-do the cushions of the existing futon that get an ugly couch. And so the couch nags at me. I must have a couch for my vision, but where to get one? And then tonight, I found it. A beautiful olive colored Eddie Bauer couch, for free. On the curb of a nice neighborhood in the city. Free for the taking. And too big for my SUV. And so all night, I've had a clenched jaw and a racing mind, trying to figure out how to get that couch to the school. I've called parents with trucks-no one answered. I begged dh to let me rent one-all the places are closed. I'm going CRAZY. It's ruined my evening. I don't even know if it's still there-I could rent a truck tomorrow morning, drive back to the city, and someone else might have taken it already. A co-worker e-mailed me tonight and said we could use her mini van tomorrow morning. I don't know if it will fit, but at least it's SOMETHING. But now I'll stay up all night wondering if it's still there, and when she can meet me there (I'm awaiting a response from her with that information). I HATE when I get like this. I get so focused on a project, I get crazy obsessive. It physically hurts. I'm all tense right now, and I'm a jerk to dh. Nothing that I do helps-I try to mentally calm myself down, do deep breathing, etc. It doesn't matter-if the reality is different than the vision in my head, I go crazy! And my vision clearly includes a beautiful olive green Eddie Bauer couch that is (hopefully) currently sitting on a curb in San Francisco. That will somehow make it to the school tomorrow morning.