Shopping Blues

My new apartment has something the old place doesn't: space. I want to fill this space with furniture, but shopping for it is daunting because I'm so bad at decorating. If you don't believe me, then come over and see the green shower curtain that I picked out for my bathroom. It's almost as daunting as buying wine, but at least with wine you only need to drink it once. If you buy a couch and don't like it, you're stuck with it.

On Saturday I went to IKEA to find a few more things for the apartment. The store is a massive maze of showrooms, and I proudly never needed to ask for directions. Although, I did have trouble finding the mustard dispenser in the cafeteria. The showrooms were filled with ideas, which I had difficulties extrapolating to my apartment. There were many things I liked, and a few things I thought might work in the apartment. I plan to go back soon and spend some money, but with my fingers crossed.

Shopping alone for furniture is difficult enough, but it must pale in comparison to shopping as a couple. I chuckled whenever I saw a couple pondering a decision about a chair, bed, or anything else. Obviously one of them didn't like it, or they wouldn't be thinking about it. The best was watching a man or woman sit in a chair or flop on a bed, and stare at the other seeking their approval. If there is a 1 in 10 chance you'll like something, then there is only a 1 in 100 chance that both of you will. That's being optimistic, I think. I do have it easier, but I'll still be unhappy with whatever I buy.