A little while ago, I decided that the furniture in my flat was too big. I have a very small flat and my furniture had been bought for a much bigger one. Everything felt a little bit squashed.
The main problems were the bright red sofa bed and the dining table and four chairs. Altogether, they took over the living room/kitchen area. I like red as a colour, but it started to feel like a loud noise in my little flat. And I really didn’t need a table for four when I eat out so much. I craved a serene environment that would welcome me with quiet and calm when I came home.
So, one sunny morning, I called my landlord and asked if she’d like to buy my sofa and dining table. She said yes. Her assistant picked up the furniture the next morning and it was gone.
At first, it felt like a relief. So much space! But very soon, I realised quite how much I used those pieces of furniture.
The table had served as my desk for working. Now, I had to sit on the floor or the bed, neither of which is comfortable for working. The chairs were great for hanging my handbag on, or putting shopping bags on while I emptied them. They helped me reach the boxes on top of my wardrobes and… you know… gave me somewhere to sit! Now I couldn’t reach anything above tip-toe height, had to put my shopping on the tiny kitchen surface, and when I did eat at home, I had to eat on the floor.
That bright and happy sofa bed was huge; long enough to nap on during the day (I hate napping in bed… I can never wake up!), and I know my cat loved it, as I’d usually find her curled up in it when I got home. It was designed to be a bed, so it was very comfortable. When I had a movie night, three of us could fit. And it was perfect for friends to sleep on if they visited.
So, I have to admit, I may have been a little bit hasty in getting rid of my furniture. I really had no idea how much it supported my life. Of course, I wasn’t planning to live without furniture for long. A week, maximum.
But there’s the other thing; I sold it at a very busy time in my life. I was in the middle of intense rehearsals for a play. So I had very little time to go shopping for new furniture… And when the play was over, I got busy with other projects…
…And now it’s been a month. A month of sitting on the floor to work, eat, watch movies, play with the cat, and dream of what it must be like to have furniture.
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