Jeff and I decided to go furniture shopping last Monday. We need a new couch, counter stools for our new kitchen counter, lampshades and a stove. We focused on the sofa and headed to the local furniture store.
The first glitch was that we'd need to get a sofa and a love seat; a new sofa wouldn't look right with the old love seat. There was a sale going on at the first store we visited, but it ended on the same day. We went back and forth from couch to love seat to couch, but weren't sold on any of them. We liked one model but could only get both sofa and love seat with recliners. That increased the cost and we don't have room for recliners in our living room. I wondered if we have have trouble finding something we liked enough to buy.
Thursday we headed up the road to a kind of furniture row. We hit stores on the right side of the road before heading back down the left side. It ended up that we liked a couch and love seat we saw in the first store. The price was in the middle of the range we had seen and we liked this model more than any of the others (even the sofas marked down to $3000+.) So we went back to the first store and put in our order.
One store's selection cracked me up. It featured only modern furniture with lots of plastic. It reminded me of the Henry Hill's mistress's apartment in Goodfellas. Very bizarre and I guess not all that modern after all.
Now I wish my clothes shopping expeditions had been as successful.
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