"I Totally Meant to Call, It's Just, That I've Been SOOO Busy"

On behalf of both Tink and myself I want to start this blog post by apologizing for being "that guy." You know the guy that I mean: he comes on all hot and heavy, taking you out for drinks at sexy little nightspots, regaling you with witty stories, and generally just getting all up inside your head. And then he disappears, leaving you alone with your " poor me" oreos wondering what went wrong. Those guys suck and we are truly sorry for being like them. That being said, we're back! So put down the oreos and read on....

Right now, I'm writing this from my CAVERNOUS apartment. Before you get all jealous about my square footage, know that my apartment is really not that big. I mean, by New York City standards, it's the freaking Taj Mahal. By every other city in the world's standards? Pretty average. And still...it feels cavernous. Why? Well, because aside from a pretty nice bedroom set, a love seat, and a chaise (yes, its frenchy, look it up), I have NO furniture. I've lived in Atlanta for going on seven months now, yet I have no coffee table, no kitchen table, no desk, no lamps, no random console for storing my mail and old magazines, no chairs, no bookcases, NADA. Seriously, I could full on tumble in my living room. While the retired cheerleader in me loves that, the adult in me is crying out for a goddamn table!

The problem is that I'm kind of paralyzed by the thought of buying furniture. It just seems like such a big undertaking. Here are the questions I'm grappling with:

1) Do I go cheap? I could go cheap, but then I risk regretting it in two years when I have to go out and get yet another coffee table. Going (too) cheap just feels like saving a little now to pay more later. Plus super cheap furniture just looks so....cheap. Fine, Ikea stuff is sometimes so cool and euro looking that it escapes looking cheap. Still, I have a different issue with Ikea, namely, that EVERYONE our age outfits their apartment in Ikea and so we all look like lemmings....cool, euro lemmings, but still.

2) Do I go expensive? Ideally, I'd like to get nice furniture. However, I cant afford to put out all of the cash to get nice stuff right now and the thought of taking on more monthly payments makes me want to curl up in a ball and cry for my mommy.

3) Do I scour vintage/antique stores? This is an excellent option....or it would be if I was at all adept at picking out cool vintage stuff. Tink is very good at this sort of thing. Me? Not so much. I can't tell if something vintage is cool unless: (a) someone tells me it is or (b) it is so obscenely expensive that it just HAS to be cool.

Ugh, even typing this out makes me tired. Any suggestions?? Please help! Unless, of course you want to come over to my gymnasium/living room for some tumble and dance time.