Happy Birthday to Strolly and Mr. mysticknot! And welcome to our new BNers!
I'm feeling discouraged tonight because DH and I just had our third day of furniture browsing. This is our second major attempt to agree on bedroom furniture (the first was nearly 10 years ago when we were just starting out). It's tough because he really likes Arts and Crafts and I'm very traditional (a little fluting, or rosettes, or other architectural embellishments, maybe burled wood or some inlay design, Hepplewhite drawer pulls, etc.). I want furniture that's interesting and pretty, and A&C is just not that at all to me. Today we were supposed to look at just a few manufacturers we've decided we like, get some prices on a couple of collections we can actually agree on, and make a decision in the next few days. Then, after we did all that all afternoon, we got home tonight and he asked me to check out a website called Simply Amish. I already had, I don't like it, I'm upset, he thinks I don't compromise, and we were both miserable. Yet somehow we realized that after 6 hours of furniture shopping at three different stores up and down the penninsula (again) we're both just really tired and cranky and we'll pick it up again tomorrow or so. In the meantime, I'm going to try to find a nice dinette set in a Mission/Craftsman style and maybe we can compromise in that direction. I hate that this is so hard, and I don't want either of us to spend the next 30 years staring at something we don't like, feeling resentful, in our *bedroom* of all places.
Gosh, some problem, eh? I'm really so lucky.
Fortunately, my new bottle of L'Occitane Peony helps make everything better. That and the sure knowledge that I've got a really swell husband.