While the T-Ms were on winter holiday, I re-arranged the so-called living room. Top-Model insists on its use as a laundry and storage area, but why does the furniture have to be arranged as if we're starting a home-church gathering?
Paintings my predecessor had left were still hanging. I retired them to a cupboard.
When Top-Monkey returned, she loved the new arrangement, so I left it that way.
Top-Model came back last night. When she saw the new set-up, she was incensed. Turned out, the paintings were hers.
Had I even remotely suspected these pictures belonged to Top-Mod, I'd have been extremely sensitive about her feelings around them. Given the canvases' absolute lack of any redeeming aesthetic merit, they have to have an astoundingly high sentimental value to anyone who'd hang them of free will.
Paintings my predecessor had left were still hanging. I retired them to a cupboard.
When Top-Monkey returned, she loved the new arrangement, so I left it that way.
Top-Model came back last night. When she saw the new set-up, she was incensed. Turned out, the paintings were hers.
Had I even remotely suspected these pictures belonged to Top-Mod, I'd have been extremely sensitive about her feelings around them. Given the canvases' absolute lack of any redeeming aesthetic merit, they have to have an astoundingly high sentimental value to anyone who'd hang them of free will.
