(You may as well just this skip this incredibly whiny, self-involved venting about furniture shopping. It even bores me.)
Okay, I’m nearly done being a drama queen about moving and furniture. Seriously I’ve felt like the swoony scarf lady in the Gorey Mystery! intro or something for the last week. Oh, whoa is me, couch shopping! So terrible! Pity and lament for me. On the one hand, wah wah wah, my sad first world problems: I can’t find a thing to spend money on. But on the other, I really do just want a nice, comfortable house and it shouldn’t be that hard. After much personal torture in furniture stores looking for a couch I gave up all of my criteria except for ‘not ugly’ and ‘comfortable’ which led me back to the very first store and perhaps the second couch I sat on. Bonus: it was also the least expensive of everything I looked at. It is now neatly settled in the middle of my living room, just waiting for me to have time to enjoy it. YAY COUCH!
However, progress isn’t really being made. I also ordered some other furniture for the bedroom and the office area. Which is now either dreadfully back ordered or discontinued, leaving me with my possessions still in boxes and a sense of displacement.
–I actually started writing this post a day or so ago, saved it to work on later and then had an exchange in email about furniture shopping with Talks to Owls, which I will just paste here as it sums up how I feel today:
I’m living out of boxes, I’m uncomfortable, I haven’t been in a place I feel comfortable in a long time, shopping makes me feel overwhelmed and like crying and something I HAVE to do instead of calmly regrouping at home and enjoying my life, which I can’t do because I’m living out of boxes. It’s circular and miserable. I just want the stuff to appear there. I don’t even give a s*** where it comes from or if it falls apart in a year and has to be replaced.
Plus the shelves have to be exact dimensions to fit into the spaces I have, so even if I spend hours roaming antique stores and thrifting and what ever, the chances that I’ll stumble on something that will be the thing that will fit seems unlikely.
So no, it isn’t fun, it isn’t a quest, and it isn’t leisurely.
That said, here’s the basic list of pieces I need to be able to unbox, if you stumble across something in your thrifting and antiquing you think would fill one of these gaps, feel free to point me to it: http://www.amazon.com/wishlist/CY3P41H7D6MX/
(In TTO’s defense, he didn’t deserve this email bitchfest, since all he’d done was comment on finding a better chair than the one on my Amazon list, however the chair is just a small piece of my problem, obviously.)
And of course since I’ve sat down and looked back at the list of things I still need to find, I feel overwhelmed again by the scope and cost of the whole thing. And then I’m additionally upset because it feels like the whole world is in turmoil. North Africa is blowing up and I want to cry for the normal people caught in Libya’s civil war. Our own country seems to have declared war against the average working man and is tricking its citizens into punishing themselves by giving up all their power. There is so much poverty and suffering in our own borders and so much hate and misdirected anger that it’s painful to turn on the news. And here I am wound up and miserable because I can’t find easily and affordably find the furniture I want in the country that provides us the most options in shopping ever seen in history?