Saying good-bye to our TV…

No, its not broken. It was sold as part of our downsizing as we prepare to move on Saboteur.

With 8 weeks before we move I was surprised that Martin sold the TV so soon. I thought it would be one of the last things to go. Not because we are huge TV addicts.

Admittedly, I am a football tragic. Plus the football season kick-off is pending. Martin, when trying to convince me to buy a 75 inch TV told me how amazing the football would be to watch on it. He was right. Did the TV really have to go so soon?

I was out on Sunday afternoon when it left our house. When I arrived home the lounge seemed totally wrong. Sitting facing a now blank space above a dated cabinet that used to contain CDs and DVDs felt odd. Times change. Ever since that moment I have wanted to rearrange the lounge. And on Thursday, I did.

Now the couch and chairs face each other. Our gorgeous Dean Reilly painting “Matchless” is the feature as we sit in one direction and my painting “Make a wish” is the feature in the other direction.

Since the rearrangement some of our conversations have migrated to the kitchen table, they’ve been longer and in my opinion more connected. Furthermore since Sunday, novels are being picked up and read or reread. Interesting!

What would happen if you lost your TV?