One of the peccadilloes of living in Tiny Town occurs when one sets out to do Home Improvement. The Big Hardware Stores are not convenient and furniture stores are limited in their selection. So when Hubby and I set out to redo our living room, selecting a sofa became quite the issue. We checked out every furniture store within a reasonable delivery area. Nothing. Few things that could work, but when someone buys a new couch every twenty three years, you really want what you want. Hubby and I agreed that what we really wanted was a Turquoise Sofa. Well, I convinced Hubby that was what we needed; he tended toward a red leather that I really liked as well, but we were discarding a red floral couch and I was really done with red. So he agreed via the red argument.
With trepidation, I started searching the Internet. Do you know that the only turquoise leather couches in this nation (and a few in Italy) cost over $2,000.00? Neither did I. But I did congratulate myself on my good taste. Champagne taste on a beer budget my mom used to say.
Being sensitive to Hubby's Issued Financial Parameters, I tried to find one in my price range.
Overstock.com (is that one or two words?)
Within a few clicks, I had found The Couch.
But Hubby had well founded concerns. We sat upon many a couch in our Sofa Adventures and not being able to test drive it, concerned him. I reminded him that I could count on one hand the number of times that he has sat on most of our couches. I reminded him that I would sit on rocks if only it looked good.
With that information, he allowed me to order The Couch.
Did you also know that as I cringed waiting for the shipping cost to appear in my cart page, that Overstock.com has 2.95 shipping charges, ON EVERYTHING! Order a book: 2.95. Order a couch: 2.95.
Wonder of Wonders! I could not have driven to anywhere on 2.95!!
Hubby also stated that he felt funny bolting a couch and stuffing the cushions himself, preferring to leave that to the professional couch bolters and cushion stuffers. I reminded him the tidy sum that he would save if bolting and stuffing himself; after all, someone has to do it; wouldn't it be just as fine if our own little talented selves did?? Sold.
Tell them mama sent you......