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I’d been giving some serious consideration to buying a round table and some chairs for seating in the sunroom — a place to eat breakfast on the weekends, to put snacks when we have guests over, to play board games, that sort of thing.

When I showed Aaron my ideas on Amazon, his suggestion was to try the idea out first by moving the card table from its spot in the basement (where it had previously been occupied by my grow light and a couple trays of seedlings) up to the sunroom, and to use the chairs from our formal dining room (which only gets used as a dining room on Christmas and other rare occasions).

I moved the table on Friday, and plunked a vase of peonies and the indoor/outdoor thermometer in the middle. Come Saturday morning, my son was aghast.

“Mom! There’s a big black table in the sunroom!”

When I explained why it was there, he complained that it was on top of his “precious” picnic table (which he’s pretty much too tall to use anymore).

This morning, when he suggested we breakfast in the sunroom, I decided it was a great opportunity to enlist one of the dining room chairs as a sunroom chair. I let Connor eat breakfast in the hammock (which was a Very Poor Idea, and once I wash the Pop-Tart out of the hammock, it’s never happening again) while I ate at the sunroom table.

After we sorted laundry, I journaled in my gardening Techo at the sunroom table. Then I rearranged the peony vase at the sunroom table. Now I’m blogging at the sunroom table. Next time I work from home, I’ll be sitting at the sunroom table.

I may rethink which way I face at the table, depending on whether or not I need to keep an eye on my son (currently enjoying some tablet time in the slightly-soiled hammock), but overall, I’d say this experiment is a success — even more so because I’m not entirely convinced I need to spend more money on fancy sunroom furniture.

At least, not right away.