I have now set aside two comparatively big-ticket items for sale: the Kitchen-Aid stand mixer, and a circa-1960 Danish settee made of beautiful walnut with loose cushions. It's the only settee I've ever seen that a reasonably fit woman (such as I) can carry upstairs -- or down! -- by herself without risking her life.

I never should have bought that settee. I thought it would work in the sitting room but it never quite did -- too long for one spot, too short for another, back not quite high enough for comfortable reading. But it's a fine piece of Mid-Century Modern furniture and some decor enthusiast will gladly take it off my hands.

As for the mixer, the kitchen is like it was never there.

I should add the Blend-Tec blender to the Items To Go group, and make up my mind what to do with the Breville toaster-oven. (Maybe Habitat for Humanity after a good scrub, with a warning about the random beeping.) The ancestral flip-flop toaster is wending its way from Ottawa by Canada Post and, when it arrives, the batterie de cuisine will have returned to 1975 standards. Except for the fancy coffee mill. I'm not giving that up unless it, too, starts emitting random beeps.

The doctor's admin person telephoned this morning with the results of my latest blood tests: cholesterol and electrolyte levels are within the normal range. I take this to mean that I can stop fretting and get on with living my best ketogenic/low-carb life. I'm a bit peckish; time for a nice piece of cheese!