New, Used Furniture

I am the blessed owner of new, used furniture. I am so excited about it because I absolutely hated my old furniture (the word loathe comes to mind) which I am embarrassed to admit I chose new at the furniture store a few years ago. I started hating it the second week after I purchased it when I realized that it constantly was coming "untucked" and the only way to make it look decent was to remove the 101 cushions, re-tuck it all back in and then replace the cushions. Since we are doing the Financial Peace rapid debt reduction program, I had just resigned myself to living with the dreadful furniture another three years UNTIL my friend Wendy and her husband saved the day. They had a connection that allowed my to buy this fabulous-only six months old-Lazy Boy furniture for a whopping $250. The down-side was my poor husband had to make a six hour round trip run to pick it up; apparently he thought it worth the trip to not have to listen to me for three more years. So, I quickly put my untucked messy furniture on Craig's list and sold it the first day for $150, so I got new furniture for $100!

Here it is, nothing to tuck or pick up off the floor.

You have to love that Charlie and Slurpee like the new furniture. Nine children, two little dogs and a few cats are a great reason to buy used furniture; it keeps the stress down.

As for Slurpee, we caved and are letting him in. He is my 7-11 find that is supposed to be a barn cat. He apparently has some special needs; he walks like he is drunk and doesn't move for cars! He spent much of his time sneaking in the house anyway. So, after JD bumped him with the car one day, he just decided that Slurpee can become an indoor cat. So, here he is in all his glory.

So, here's the "other side of the living room." The lady is coming for the green furniture on Friday, so it is stacked here until then. (Man, I hope she comes like she said she will!) The walk-way that was left between the furniture was filled with little doll-houses today. Tori and Julia won't play down-stairs without "big kids" so unless I rotate toys upstairs, they want to just sit in front of the TV during school time.

I'm off to dictate cleaning tasks to several children. The living room isn't the only room that looks like this!