My god, there are a lot of furniture stores on United Boulevard in Coquitlam, BC. I woke up with a cough and aches and fever and I thought we could visit a couple of stores. But they never stopped. Each side of the street, sharing buildings, dual levels, it went on and on.
By 2 pm, I couldn’t take any more. The problem with most furniture is it isn’t what I want. I know what I want, and often I know it when I see it. And nothing yet – I don’t want a platform bed, I do not want a condo bed, I don’t want a wooden bed, I don’t want a neutral bed, and I don’t want to be close to the ground.
September 29th, 2012 Extra-Ordinary: My day ended without a bed despite looking at 100s of them.
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