Sunday, June 17, 2012
I didn't want to keep any of it. Much of our furniture was bought for one purpose and one purpose only -- get us through the little kids who don't make it to the bathroom stage. It's not terrible expensive, not a perfect fit to our style, but was a perfect fit for expense when it came to what we were considering disposable furniture.
In the planning of our new spaces I think everyone in the family assumed there would be new furniture everywhere. What we didn't take into account is that we are challenged when it comes to making decisions. There's also that 6-8 weeks factor on furniture delivery. And last but not least, the "I'm attached to it, now" factor.
This final straw that we're asking the camel to carry about is really upsetting the kids. Please examine the shiny red table pictured here. It was a cheap find (in every sense of the word) at IKEA. I let the boys pick one each. They wanted them for LEGO stations in their own rooms. Mason picked a glossy red one, Coop a fancy black one. But now, I don't really want them and they do NOT want to get rid of them.
In this shuffle I have two towers of shelves that need to part ways -- one to find a new nook in our home the other to go to the first hungry college student who asks for it. Two squat bookcases that need new homes, but that I am having a hard time parting with because they are such high quality and surely we can find a spot for them. I've got to make a decision about the bedroom furniture that my husband's parents gave us. It's really pretty, but we don't have the full set and we're having a hard time matching it up to other pieces of furniture we do have. Argh. We absolutely won't be able to part with it. But where to showcase it?!??!!
Our big burly, red sectional found a new home in the basement. That was an accident. I fully intended for that to be thrown away. But you can't watch Rio on the big screen while sitting on the floor. It might be new, high quality carpet on a plush pad, but it's just not THAT comfortable. Not 6-8 weeks comfortable.
When the red beast found a new home downstairs it abandoned the front living room. So now I have one of my pet peeves, a welcoming room -- genuinely the first, and sometimes last, room visitors see -- empty but for toys. Children's toys. Oh and a lamp. We left the lamp there because we haven't found a new room for it, either.
Let's also chat a little bit about my plan to make the basement grey, chocolate brown, and tangerine. Now there's a big red elephant in the room.