A few weeks ago,
I showed y'all my new dresser nightstand...
My original plan was to buy two,
but when I found this one
(oh, those curves!)
I knew I had to get it.
Ever since,
I've been on the lookout for another one
to use as Marc's nightstand.
Yesterday, we stopped by "Just Peachy"
(for you locals, it's beside BoJo's)
just to look.
I found a few ornaments
that I'll be showing in the next couple of days.
And there, just behind the Christmas tree display...
there he was...
Not an exact match.
More like fraternal twins.
My curvy girl.
His straight boy.
Perfect pair!
The problem?
Marc liked it in the store
("I like it alot better than the one you've got now.")
but once we got it home,
he wasn't willing to give up the mismatched one he had.
Ugh.
Plan twarted.
Over the past few days,
Marc's been talking about moving the TV
from the office into our bedroom.
I hate TVs in bedrooms.
I don't know why...I just have a thing.
Today, he started moving things off the armoire.
(it's not inside the armoire
because of the angle from our bed...
frustrates me even more!)
So, we compromised.
He won the TV battle.
I won the nightstand battle.
As my sister said,
compromise is what marriage is all about!
His...
and hers...
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