Picking up a sofa tonight. It's pretty. A sleeper sofa, so although I don't see comfort of an outstandingly high quality, I'll atleast be able to open it if necessary for two people to sleep on it. My standards are not that high.
So that means after tonight, I only need to buy a bed. Deb said I could sleep on her memory foam until I buy one, but I don't think it'll be that long. Soon I'll probably buy a mattress, sleep on that for a couple weeks. Then a boxspring, sleep on that. Then remember I have a frame, so put it all together. Eventually I'll buy a headboard or something. Maybe. I really don't see much of a purpose in a "bed."
Oh, and I need to buy a washer and dryer. Sigh. Oh well, atleast that isn't as urgent-- I can always do my laundry at my parents house. I'd just rather not.
I need to decide how to place furniture in the new place. My dining room and living room are pretty much just one long room. Do I face the back of the sofa to the dining room as to seperate the rooms? Do I put it against the wall to open it up more, but have it be one long room?
Okay, buying washer and dryer tonight, too. To be delivered tomorrow. I'll be broke for a bit, but no worries. My parents owe me furniture for throwing away my old stuff, so I guess I'll ask them to chip in for a little bit.
My head is whirling. So glad it's the weekend. Yay for moving. Yay for no work. Yay for sleeping in till eight. (...)