Time is fleeting.

I know.
I'm barely here.
This week I have a cold.
That's my excuse.
I came home each evening and had some dinner and fell into bed. I fell asleep during both halves of the HBO George Harrison documentary, I'm ashamed to say.

In the meantime, things in my house continue to wear out. First the grout in the upstairs bathroom (now repaired save for the hole in the dining room ceiling) then the sheets (now replaced with 800 thread-count, my they're heavy!) and, most recently, the clock in the dining room. K spent seven dollars on a new mechanism to no avail. It runs slow - and one doesn't realize how often one glances, casually, at the wall to check the time, until there IS no time there.
So, I'm browsing.


I'd love to do this
 

 but it's too expensive. (Tibor Kalman's Askew)

 The old one looked like this
 which now seems very oil-rubbed bronzey for me.
 
This ticks me off! (Ha! Clock pun!) Sold as a French antique, it is made in China!


This is nice, isn't it?


 


NOT $349 NICE!




Then there's this, which takes my breath.
 

$600 of my breath.
I'd so love a wry cuckoo. (Talk amongst yourselves.)

So, where does that leave us?



 



K doesn't like it in red.







Too chauncey.





 


Too survived-a-house-fire.


  


 Too font-y.






A contender.



 


 Quite possibly the winner.

 Care to weigh in?