Day three of unemployment and things have now hit the “What day is this?” stage. Already. I figured it would take a couple weeks, at least. Thank goodness my cell phone displays the time, day, and date.
There was an errand needed at the Post Office, and I’m
pleased to report that at 10:30 am there was no line and two (very pleasant) people working the
counter. I was in and out of there in no time at all. In the parking lot, I
saw a (now former) colleague who had just dropped off a bucket of mail and we exchanged
pleasantries. That makes two consecutive days of seeing (now-former)
colleagues outside the work campus and “in the wild,” which is a new record.
There was some hanging around the house and a load of
laundry done before I had to head out on an excursion. The buyer’s inspection was
this afternoon and my responsibility was to not be at the house.
Options considered (and discarded) for entertainment
included visiting the library (downtown parking), going to the gym (ha ha ha I
meant to join one while I had health insurance with a reimbursement, but failed
to do so), thrift store (afraid I’d spend money on stuff needing to be moved), and Jordan’s Furniture to
scope out a sofa and bed that could be delivered directly to the new house (the winner).
Jordan’s Furniture turned out to be the perfect escape. It was calm.
Peaceful. Not crowded. Almost everything was pretty. Unlike a visit there many years ago when I thought I
needed a sleep sofa, my presence was acknowledged. On that earlier visit, I did
everything but jump up and down waving money but my invisibility cloak had somehow
activated and I eventually wondered if I was in the store at all or just dreaming it. Today, I was
greeted. People engaged in conversation and offered help in a very non-pushy
manner. It was pleasant.
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| The wood! The bed! |
I haven’t had a headboard at all since Tennessee when I went from a full to a queen mattress, and then never got around to shopping for one because I truly can be the queen of not doing things that cost money and aren’t really that important. Plus, at The BungaLowell, the head of the bed sits in an alcove and a headboard felt superfluous. Excessive. Possibly crowded.
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| Leading contender in the sofa search. |
Anyway. I don’t have room measurements for the new place, but I had the very helpful glossy realtor brochure in my purse. A nice salesperson keyed in on the sofa in the living room glamour shots (full sofa with a roll arm) to help ferret out a couple of sofas and sectionals that will fit in the room without being overwhelming. He suggested a swivel side chair to allow for TV watching and conversation with sofa guests.
The helpful salesperson also noted that the one and only bed I like (mission oak platform bed) should
have a low-profile mattress as the bed itself is rather high. This is a most excellent point which I had
not noticed.
I left the store without making a purchase. I want to
think things over, crunch some numbers, review the timelines for delivery, and maybe check a few more places. It
was a beneficial experience, and unless the perfect sofa falls from the sky and
lands on me a la Wile E Coyote/Roadrunner cartoons, I’ll probably be back for one of the
sofas and possibly the bed. It will be the first time I’ve bought new furniture
in decades (white leather dining chairs for the house in Tennessee). Most of what
I currently possess is either family hand-me-downs or from a yard sale or a thrift
store. Maybe this new chapter (and new home) deserves an upgrade from shabby chic to some new furnishings.
The Jordan’s showroom sounded quite peaceful as you described it. A ‘bolder’ colored sofa is a GREAT idea. I have this one with a busy / darker pattern and in 6+ years it has never been stained! 😂😂😂
ReplyDeleteExcited for you to have some great NEW stuff, in a GREAT new place. But you dont want a mattress that is TOO low profile. 10 inches MINIMUM. Guess who ?? 😁