Decorating Disaster

One of my hobbies is going to garage and estate sales. I love to seek for beautiful treasures, broken ones, old or tattered ones, restoring them to full beauty. My whole family knows me well.  That is why my brother-in-law calls me and tells me about his neighbor having a big estate sale that weekend.  He said, “You don’t’ want to miss this one because it will be a good sale.” I went and of course, I saw lots of things I would have loved to buy, but we were living in the little Depot rental house. 

They had two beautiful leather sofas that just wanted to go home with me. But we just didn’t have room for them.  I dreamed of a big beautiful living room that would be just perfect for the two green sofas.  But it was just not meant to be. Anyways we had just bought a burgundy and blue Karastan rug, green would never go with it.  

The evening after I went to the garage sale I couldn’t keep my mouth shut and told Hubby about the green leather sofas that were for sale. He said, “Why didn’t you buy one, you know I want leather furniture.”

Hubby prefers leather furniture because he doesn’t like dust and he thinks leather furniture doesn’t collect dust or it can easily be dusted off. Cloth covered furniture he claims collects dust. Sometimes to make his point he would say, “Naomi, the furniture needs vacuumed, look at all the dust!” as he slapped the furniture you could see the dust flying all around. Dust doesn’t bother me. Clutter bothers me.  There can be dust on all the furniture, but everything must be in perfect order. Now, on the other hand, clutter doesn’t bother Hubby at all, but dust is another subject. As you can see, we sometimes have conflict.

Then I said, “You know I would have loved to buy one of them, but we just bought a burgundy and blue Karastan rug. Trust me green will not go with that rug.” No more was said.

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The following Monday, after the sale, I get another call from my brother-in-law. The owner told him that he needed to get rid of all the left-over stuff and everything was half price. He knew I liked the sofas and they were still available. Those leather sofas are now two for the price of one. I couldn’t believe it, I liked the sofas, but I knew they would not go with the rug we had already purchased and couldn’t be returned. Decorating my home with treasures gives me great joy every time I look at them.  But looking at those two combinations would not give me great joy. In my eyes it was a decorating disaster.

I was reluctant when I called Hubby, because I knew he would say just go and buy them. That is exactly what happened. He convinced me to just buy both and said, “We will deal with the color and where we will put them later.” I knew what that meant, and I wasn’t crazy about that idea. Deal with the color later?!?  Yet I knew it was a great buy. The excitement just wasn’t there for someone who was getting two new sofas and even a color I loved. Who knows how many more years we’ll be hunting for our dream house?  With mixed feelings I went and bought them anyways. Then I went about my day wondering what a decorating disaster I had gotten myself into.

After buying the sofas I had some errands to run. On my way home, I drove past a deserted, run downed farm with a for sale sign. I pulled in the driveway and took down the number. I called Hubby and told him that I found another place for sale. “It really needs a lot of work and it looks like all the buildings are falling down. It might be too much work, more than we want.” I should have said, more than I want. An Optimistic, renovation addict never thinks it’s too much work.

He said, “Call the realtor anyways and make an appointment. I’d still like to see it.” So, I did. I made an appointment for the next day.

After I made the call, I sat in my living room agonizing over the purchases of the sofas and rug we had just made. The colors would never go together, and I knew I would never like it no matter how hard I would try. 

Plus, the farm that we were to look at the next day was way too much work.  All that came up in my mind was dismay.  Then I heard a gentle whisper, “Naomi, be content!”  I have learned to put my trust in the one who holds my future, and once again I try to be content in my uncontentment.