I like change

After having the same sofa set for over (at least) the past 20 years of my life, we've finally placed an order for a new sofa. I don't know why but my father thinks that the current one is in close to perfect condition and is extremely attached to it which is why it has been in my family since Mother Mary got pregnant.

But one problem about shopping with my father is that he doesn't do any discussion with you so what he intends to get is always different from what everyone else has agreed on, whether he was included in the discussion or not. That simpleton was looking for any other ugly sofa to replace the 3 seater we have and he still wanted to keep the 2 1-seater armchairs. Imagine it as a suit that comes in a set. It's plain and black but now the blazer is screwed up. Instead of getting a new set, he chooses to replace the blazer with a striped brown one and that is his idea of matching furniture (or anything in the world actually).

So we had to do things the usual way and leave him out of the decision making process and take it into our own hands. And of course, with my good taste, we ended up with a decent looking sofa with good coloured covers thanks to my good taste again.

I think it's time I start planning on getting rid of the coffee table...