More Nesting...More Bliss

Laughs-a-Lot has no kitchen furniture. It was a source of amusement when he had that crappy sofa, but now that we (and by "we" I mean "he") bought the living room set, we wig out whenever Bubbles eats in the living room, the only place to sit (and here, when I say "we" I do, in fact, mean "we.")

An exclusive furniture store is going out of business, so we went there to get something high quality at a discounted price. Nothing. Except a dresser I fell in love with. But we didn't need a dresser.

We went to the place where we bought the living room furniture, and BINGO! We found it. His kitchen space is small, so we found a round table with folding leaves and some great chairs with padded seats that, remarkably enough are comfortable for both of us, despite 1 foot, 2 inch difference between us.

While there, he said to me, "We're going to eventually need to get a bedroom set, too. I don't like mine. I was cheap and I just don't like it anymore."
Loved the "we."

My mind kept going back to that dresser, and also the fact that my current dresser, a beautiful antique rosewood, is useless because the drawers leave wood stains on my clothes and the knobs continually pull out.

I started asking Laughs-a-Lot if he liked the dresser. He assured me he did. I asked if it was a design he could not only live with, but possibly have an entire bedroom suite of similar pieces. He tells me he really liked it.

After kicking it around for a couple days, and talking the store down another $100, I am the proud owner of a fine piece of furniture. Laughs-a-Lot and I are picking it up Sunday. He's glad I am so tickled about it and even said I'd never get this nice of a piece for so little again.

I love my dresser, but I adore my Laughs-a-Lot.