the pieces of my life

My parents came to town this weekend to check the place out, help hang pictures, and to take us shopping (not too shabby). Adam and I have been doing fine with the furniture we have, because we already owned pieces individually. We’re not doing quite as well on the joint decisions. I found the perfect chair for the library–big and cushy with a rocker and a recliner. Adam said it looked like something out of All in the Family. He said it looked old. (Note to Adam: We are old.) He liked these leather monstrosities that just were not comfy. Luckily, he’s in school all week and I’m not working, so I have plenty of opportunity to sneak whatever I like into the house.

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