The morning went via a garage sale selling genuine antiques at reasonable - although not particularly cheap - prices and my saling friend grabbed a lovely oak dresser for $90 and a table for $170. I picked up a lovely old tin but when I looked inside it was full of money. We're a trusting bunch here and the people had wandered off and left the cash tin (marked at $15, btw) on the table.
But going through and choosing and packing up has uncovered some more new ideas and now I have a heap of new work to do. That, and deal with the mouse (rodentia insouciantia terminalis) who is so comfortable under the work table that it sits and watches me go past before departing via a mouse hole, in an casual and some would say provocative manner. Rodent, this will not end well for you.
From my good friends at Wikepedia I observe that the German for mousetrap is Schlagmausefalle.
It sounds somehow more poetic. Don't ever say this blog is not educational.