I spent some time this afternoon in my favorite furniture store. When Stephanie moved, we agreed she'd take the bedroom stuff, and I encouraged her to take the "red room" stuff as well since I really had no use for it. The bedroom I'd like to get new stuff for.
I was telling the sales person what I liked, and she said she had to show me the newest, and most expensive, thing they had. It was this beautiful, well constructed solid set that was about $4,500. The weight and craftsmanship was top notch. I eventually came to my senses and realized that I didn't need something that ridiculous, but it sure was neat to think about it.
The relatively inexpensive purchases I made to redecorate my living room have really made me feel good about the room. I haven't felt good about my house in ages, due to the Luna issues (made worse today when I found she peed behind my desk, a lot). It just feels like I live here now.
I didn't buy anything today, but I would like to soon. The mattress on the floor thing is so ghetto and a little depressing. The funny thing is, I find myself thinking, "Will this work in most any house? Would the future Ms. Pizzie like this? (Whoever that's gonna be?)" That's the thing about good furniture is that you generally have it for a long time.
I'll probably go back later in the week and buy something.