My sister and I recently redecorated our living room. For the past decade since we opened our photography studio, we’ve had ugly, gross, secondhand couches and love seats. It seems nearly every time we had clients with small children or pets, our furniture would get messed up, so we never wanted to put any money into it.
Once we had a client who fed their baby a bottle of red juice. It was shortly after they left that I lifted a cushion off the couch and found where the bottle leaked a large red stain that would never come out, and rather than admitting it to us, the client hid the stain with a pillow. Another couple of times, we found a dirty diaper stuffed between the seat and the back. Too many times to count, we’ve had kids with sharp toys stab something into the seats or stand on them with their dirty shoes, or had their dogs (or babies) slobber or urinate on them.
Last year, we decided that the current professional photography market where we live didn’t support portraiture, at least not enough to justify living with furniture that we were embarrassed to use. As such, we decided to cut our studio’s family portraiture and remain focused only on weddings. And earlier this month, we went furniture shopping.
So I’m very excited to have finally gotten a brand new sofa, loveseat, coffee table and side table, with no danger of other people’s children or pets coming to damage them. Because of the tungsten lighting in the room, the color shown isn’t true. They’re really more green and less brown than they look here.
We looked at several different furniture stores, but the moment I saw this couch and love seat, I fell in love. I love the color, the fabric, and the retro shape it has to it when you look at it straight on. And I love that the coffee table has the storage shelf underneath for lap blankets and baskets for remotes and things.
Because this is the also the room where my computer is located and where I spend most of my waking hours, I’m very happy that the energy in the room has escalated into a much more positive place and I no longer feel anxiety to work in a room that I hate. I’m hoping my writing productivity will also increase with the new energy.
Time to talk: What’s the last new piece of furniture you purchased, and how did it make you feel? Was it exactly what you wanted, or did you have to settle for something else due to price, size, or some other reason? Have you ever had a room that just emanated bad energy, and as soon as you changed it, it felt more inviting?