In 19 years of marriage, we have never purchased a new piece of furniture. We have bought pieces from yard sales, borrowed from family, and friends have given us their discarded items. Over the years we have sat comfortably on a orangy, velor, flower explosion of a couch that mesmerized several babies, a brick red, chenille sofa big enough to be an ocean tanker, and the latest was a country style, or make that Kun-tree style, sleeper sofa bought at a yard sale.
The Kun-tree sofa recently headed off into the sunset. It just couldn't keep up with the rigors of Branham-dom. After enduring 5 years of seven non-diagnosed ADHD children hopping around, it's backside literally separated from the rest of the sofa. I've heard of working your tail off but never so realistically. Clint pushed the poor thing up next to the wall thinking that would take care of it. I took matters in my own hands and went shopping! (Aren't you proud of me, Granny?)
After 2 months of hunting and searching and wondering just "what is my style, anyway?" I found it! My new love!! The perfect, stain-free, fluffy cushioned, no worn edges or old stuck gum, back and sides intact, new-smell sofa! There was only one small problem; the PRICE!!!!! I actually told one sales lady that I made babies, not money. Enter Husband.
Clint is amazing. He can sniff out a good deal faster than you can say "Here's my VISA." He got on the internet, googled the couch and found the exact same one PLUS two love seats, an over sized chair, (I suppose that's for the over sized Branhams), a coffee table, two end tables, a sofa table, two lamps, and a rug all within our budget. Can you believe this guy? I was just looking for a couch! Clint deserves hugs and kisses....from me, of course.
I will try to post a picture of the couch so you can see what I'm talking about, if you can see past the children hopping on it!
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