Wednesday, June 18, 2008
New couch is here. It's nice, but weird. I have a problem with buyer's remorse. Always. When I got home I sat down on it for a few minutes and then got up and began moving all the furniture around to try to make things look more "correct."
After a while of that, I decided I was too stressed and needed to take a break. After said break, we came back and put everything right back where it was when we started.
I suppose I just have a hard time jumping with both feet. Or maybe it's that my feet take longer than usual to warm up.
When I bought my television I hemmed and hawed about it for weeks and even kept the box it came in, before I realized it'd be too much work to take it down the stairs and back to the store if I did change my mind.
Even when we first got Fannie I remember looking at the animal in the back seat of the car on the ride back into the city, thinking "....did I make the right decision?"
Don't ever tell her that though.
And in time, I've grown to love my television and my shit-poo. At this point I couldn't imagine having any other dog but her.
And in time, I suppose I'll get used to this couch.
There really is nothing wrong with it.
It's just... different.
at 3:27 PM