My kitchen table used to be a gathering place, especially when I had friends in town who were new mothers like I was, when our kids would be playing together and we would be having coffee and talking. Over time, those friends moved far away. Then, as I became more involved with music, the kitchen table was the place our band gathered and practiced. My son grew up and my time was consumed with working. I didn't go to the session or get the band together like before. Now, I am focussed on getting out of debt from the child raising years, and my kitchen table has become the largest desk in the house, piles of paperwork and forms, a flow of accounts to call on, accounts sold. Hopefully, when my finances are healthy, I will be able to take back the kitchen table and it will once again have a vase of fresh flowers, clean wooden surface without work papers, and cups of coffee or tea with new friends.