Shopping for furniture
This is probably more of a “Wednesday” post, but since I don't have much of a “Sunday” post to write (I didn't visit the site this week), it'll have to do.
Shopping, on its own, isn't one of my favourite things to do. I am a text-book “guy shopper”. I know what I want, where I'm going to get it, how much it'll cost... I go to the store, head straight for the item, get it, buy it, and leave. Shopping for clothes isn't fun because I hate trying things on, never seem to find what I'm looking for, and am always amazed at the cost. Now multiply that stress and frustration by about a million: that's me thinking about furniture and appliances. When I think about buying a couch or table, I see it as a giant, expensive, defining piece of furniture that will forever shape the room. Am I being overly dramatic? Perhaps.
My original plan was this: move in, then worry about furniture. That still stands. However, it's been pointed out to me that I don't have to wait until November to start looking at what is out there. But a couch is just a couch, right? Wrong.
Couches: some are soft, some are firm; some have high arms, some don't have arms; some have removable cushions, some cushions are attached; some are long, some are longer, and some turn corners. Stuffing, slip covers, leg heights, patterns, throw pillows... a couch is not just a couch. And don't get me started on shelving and/or tables.
At this point I have to ask myself (and my readers): how important is furniture? Or more specifically, how important is it to choose the right furniture. When I'm looking a couch, am I really looking at a “giant, expensive, defining piece of furniture” (as I said above), or is it just a couch?
I have another month until I actually move in and am forced to start doing, not thinking, about all this. In the meantime, I am going to work out some potential furniture arrangements on my floor plan. If I can figure out what will work in there, I'll hopefully be able to think about just what I'll need. (All this stress over a little end table does make one wonder how I ever managed to sign for the house...).
Shopping, on its own, isn't one of my favourite things to do. I am a text-book “guy shopper”. I know what I want, where I'm going to get it, how much it'll cost... I go to the store, head straight for the item, get it, buy it, and leave. Shopping for clothes isn't fun because I hate trying things on, never seem to find what I'm looking for, and am always amazed at the cost. Now multiply that stress and frustration by about a million: that's me thinking about furniture and appliances. When I think about buying a couch or table, I see it as a giant, expensive, defining piece of furniture that will forever shape the room. Am I being overly dramatic? Perhaps.
My original plan was this: move in, then worry about furniture. That still stands. However, it's been pointed out to me that I don't have to wait until November to start looking at what is out there. But a couch is just a couch, right? Wrong.
Couches: some are soft, some are firm; some have high arms, some don't have arms; some have removable cushions, some cushions are attached; some are long, some are longer, and some turn corners. Stuffing, slip covers, leg heights, patterns, throw pillows... a couch is not just a couch. And don't get me started on shelving and/or tables.
At this point I have to ask myself (and my readers): how important is furniture? Or more specifically, how important is it to choose the right furniture. When I'm looking a couch, am I really looking at a “giant, expensive, defining piece of furniture” (as I said above), or is it just a couch?
I have another month until I actually move in and am forced to start doing, not thinking, about all this. In the meantime, I am going to work out some potential furniture arrangements on my floor plan. If I can figure out what will work in there, I'll hopefully be able to think about just what I'll need. (All this stress over a little end table does make one wonder how I ever managed to sign for the house...).
