Post claimer: Solid and chunky - two words that I hope are never used to describe me. (haha)
The counselor calls me on his way home from work and I can tell by the tone in his voice he has something for me.
“What did you find,” I ask.
“It’s old,” he says. “Solid and chunky too.”
He’s talking about a dresser, or course, his latest kill.
My man has turned into a thrift store carnivore and fortunately, we live in a town were on his way home from work he can stop by a handful of them.
Here’s his latest find and my latest paint-up with sage green opps! paint.
Solid and chunky; that man know's what he's talking about.