Couch Potatoes
Yesterday we went searching for a new couch and dining set. I’m spending money like a fiend.
We hit up Furniture Row in Gwinnett after scouring the city for the right sofa. Walked into Atlanta Furniture Market, a store which was apparently “going out of business,” but according to another furniture retailer, was simply changing its name. As we walked through the doors into a massive, odd-smelling showroom and store, an employee photographed us using his cell phone. Jason spotted him taking photos of other customers as well.
We were terribly skeeved out. The salespeople didn’t talk to us at all … just hung in small circles to the side, messing with their cell phones. All of the price tags had been ripped from the furniture sets in the showroom. We didn’t buy anything.
Ended up with an inexpensive couch and dining set from American Signature. I say inexpensive meaning that if you were purchasing a couch and dining set only, and not burning through your savings trying to move yourselves to New York, it would not be expensive. Jason vomited a little in his mouth when we got the final number.
It’s lovely, though. I’ll share pictures after we’re settled.
We had lunch with Ben & Jen - first at Cafe Intermezzo, then at Jalisco. After we got coffee at Intermezzo, the waiter seemed to forget about us and our lunch order. We left the money on the table and fled to the safety of our hole-in-the-wall Mexican restaurant. It was wonderful to see them and to chat. They’re going to help us move, and I’m infinitely grateful.
Tonight we had dinner with Carolyne and John. Carolyne made some delicious veggie & buffalo lasagna with goat cheese. I shamelessly went for seconds, and Carolyne boxed us some up to take home. I’m so excited about it and despite not being hungry in the slightest, I’m tempted to break into the fridge & eat tomorrow’s lunch.
We played with their baby Dylan. He’s ridiculously adorable. Carolyne fed him, shook him up, and gave him to me. “He won’t puke,” she promised. Lies! Dylan spat up in the funniest way possible - in an arc shooting towards Jason who jumped backwards and shouted, “Oohhhh!” in a Sopranos-like fashion. Dylan was a big fan of Jason’s silly voices. I assumed they were bonding till Dylan headbutted him with pretty surprising force for a 3-month-old. He may look innocent and cute, but this guy will break your nose.
Bedtime. Must tunnel through the bubble wrap and boxes to get to the bed.
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