Our stations are where we keep all our junk. Blow dryers, products, scissors etc. As we were picking out furniture we fell in love with this particular station online. But they were heinously expensive. One night, as usual, Keara was surfing Craig’s List. She came across a really pretty kidney-shaped antique desk in Palo Alto. Surfing further, probably in the middle of the night because that’s how Keara rolls, she came across the same listing, but in Oakland. She was annoyed that the same listing was posted in two different cities, and was more irritated when she came across a third. She came to realize it was actually three different desks in three different cities, being sold by strangers. She sent us an email with the attachments and we decided it must be Kismet.

Keara drove to Palo Alto alone (against my paranoid advice) to get the first one. It belonged to a grandmother who had recently passed away, and the grandson was up from LA to clear out the house. The next day she and I piled into Hub’s truck and drove to San Francisco to pick up the second, and then crossed the bridge to Oaktown for the third. The man in Oakland had received it from his grandmother in Florida. The two barely fit in the bed of the truck!

Now here they sit, a lot like Keara, Lesley and myself. Cut from the same mold, but slightly different in their own oddly fabulous way. The Three Kidney Amigos.

Erin