Furniture is my basket. I accept this because it means I make the furniture decisions that keep hideous things out of our lovely apartment. Records are his basket because I don't want anything to do with them. Anyway, where was I going with this?
Oh, back in July I mentioned that we were looking everywhere for a record cabinet for H's increasing collection of vinyl records. And then, finally, we found one! On eBay!
There's a part of me that always thinks "paint it!" when I see that faux bamboo, but this is actually quite a nice chunk of wood so we won't be painting it.
First things first, the Investigator had to take a good look at it.
Once it was approved by the dauphin, it was ready to be filled and tchotchke'd.