So, that means that I often bring down a picture I'm working on and sit at the coffee table on a pouffe and work. The downside of that is that after a couple of hours continuously stooping over the coffee table, my back feels like it's been run over by a horse.
But no longer!
It was Mr D that first saw this piece of lovely while we were on a shopping trip a couple of weekends ago, and he - the total enabler - was the one that talked me into spending the money to buy it, argued passionately that it didn't make the living room look cluttered, and even built it for me.
So now, I'm a happy Dizzo; I can sit alongside Mr D and work on my pictures without crippling myself!