You Don't Always Get What You Want...

We got a new couch Saturday. Now it's not new-new but it might as well be. My husband's aunt bought it for a room in her home that was never used. In the few days we've had it it's probably been exposed to more bums than in the years she had it. But she is downsizing and wanted it gone. For a few hundred dollars she was selling it, a matching chair, 3 throw cushions, a coffee table and two lamps. Cha-ching! How could we say no?

But we bought it unseen. A few hours after we said yes I was regretting it. What if it was ugly? How would we fit it in our already cluttered house? What if it was ugly?

Fitting it in was a trick. While my husband went to get it I moved stuff around. The problem is that we wanted to keep our previous sofa. Partly to serve as the kids but also because it's become the dog's bed. Can't have the dog displaced.

I moved the living room around. Made room where there was none. Waited for the couch. And hoped. The worst case scenario was that it would be a huge, overstuffed monster with wood details on the arms and some loud pattern.

Guess what arrived?

*sigh*

I nearly cried. $300 for my nightmare.

And then I sat in it.

Oh.

And then I laid down on it.

Oh wow.

I get these sofas now. I get why people buy them. You sit down in one and it feels like you're being embraced. It's one huge ugly hug. My little, red, modern sofa NEVER felt like that.

Now, slowly but surely, that couch has been getting more and more attractive. I keep looking at it throughout the day and thinking, "It really does suit us," or, "Gosh, how nice to have a half decent piece of furniture." It's not only getting attractive but I'm getting downright affectionate towards it. I mean, it looks new, it's comfy, it's welcoming, what's not to love?

Once again I learn that what you want (or don't want) isn't always a true reflection of what you need. That ugly couch was what we needed and I love it.