Carpet update
Good news on the carpet issue!
(See previous entry: http://aliki.livejournal.com/625783.html)
Brian has agreed to hardwood floors on both rooms: the playroom and the theater! We will go with foam alphabet mats over the hardwood floors in the playroom to add softness, and maybe a few choice rugs, with lots of bean bags, cushions, and seating area. With the theater room, we'll have a large removable carpet/rug over the hardwood floors with fabric paneling on the walls, to deal with the sound. Both rooms, by the way, are in a walk-out basement.
I'm realizing now too, that the issue is Brian is apt to be the more decisive one in our relationship, more apt to make impulse buys when shopping (think: picking up soda, chips, and candy at the grocery store, when he went to buy milk and eggs), more apt to donate two bags of clothing only to go out and purchase new outfits.
I, on the other hand, count my pennies and save like crazy. I'm "Chicken Little" who believes we're going to go broke despite owning three properties and having two well paying jobs, who thinks we're not going to make ends meet even though we take a minimum of two, if not three or four, vacations a year, for over a decade. It may take me several hours to research the best price online, check out the item in the store at least a few times, check out the same item in other stores (in case the item looks different??), mull over it for a few weeks (or months), ask Brian's opinion on item, ask several other people about the item, and then go ahead and buy that $25 blender.
Brian buys stuff and brings it home. I check the price on the receipt, and probably bring a quarter of it back to the store, shaking my head and saying "we dont need this.. or this.. or this...". Brian falls for sales gimmicks and new gadgets and cool shiny things. He doesn't feel the need to check with me on these purchases, because in his mind, he is convinced it's a great buy. How could I not love this new fangled gizmo?
I, on the other hand, am fretting right now about the fact that I have approximately three weeks to fit back into my pre-pregnancy work clothes, as I will be returning to work in the fall.
Brian's solution: "why don't you just go buy new work clothes?"
I'm thinking: "a whole new warddrobe!!?" and promptly have an anxiety attack. Do you know how long it takes to buy 1 work shirt? (Answer: several trips to the mall, several trips to several stores, spending hours trying on different outfits to see which fits the best, then deciding on the best color, and then debating whether it's worth the money or not...") Do you know how much money it takes to build a good wardrobe? And a wardrobe that potentially I will never use again, once I eventually (hopefully) lose a few more pounds? And who watches the girls while I'm doing this? And why are we spending money for no reason?
(See previous entry: http://aliki.livejournal.com/625783.html)
Brian has agreed to hardwood floors on both rooms: the playroom and the theater! We will go with foam alphabet mats over the hardwood floors in the playroom to add softness, and maybe a few choice rugs, with lots of bean bags, cushions, and seating area. With the theater room, we'll have a large removable carpet/rug over the hardwood floors with fabric paneling on the walls, to deal with the sound. Both rooms, by the way, are in a walk-out basement.
I'm realizing now too, that the issue is Brian is apt to be the more decisive one in our relationship, more apt to make impulse buys when shopping (think: picking up soda, chips, and candy at the grocery store, when he went to buy milk and eggs), more apt to donate two bags of clothing only to go out and purchase new outfits.
I, on the other hand, count my pennies and save like crazy. I'm "Chicken Little" who believes we're going to go broke despite owning three properties and having two well paying jobs, who thinks we're not going to make ends meet even though we take a minimum of two, if not three or four, vacations a year, for over a decade. It may take me several hours to research the best price online, check out the item in the store at least a few times, check out the same item in other stores (in case the item looks different??), mull over it for a few weeks (or months), ask Brian's opinion on item, ask several other people about the item, and then go ahead and buy that $25 blender.
Brian buys stuff and brings it home. I check the price on the receipt, and probably bring a quarter of it back to the store, shaking my head and saying "we dont need this.. or this.. or this...". Brian falls for sales gimmicks and new gadgets and cool shiny things. He doesn't feel the need to check with me on these purchases, because in his mind, he is convinced it's a great buy. How could I not love this new fangled gizmo?
I, on the other hand, am fretting right now about the fact that I have approximately three weeks to fit back into my pre-pregnancy work clothes, as I will be returning to work in the fall.
Brian's solution: "why don't you just go buy new work clothes?"
I'm thinking: "a whole new warddrobe!!?" and promptly have an anxiety attack. Do you know how long it takes to buy 1 work shirt? (Answer: several trips to the mall, several trips to several stores, spending hours trying on different outfits to see which fits the best, then deciding on the best color, and then debating whether it's worth the money or not...") Do you know how much money it takes to build a good wardrobe? And a wardrobe that potentially I will never use again, once I eventually (hopefully) lose a few more pounds? And who watches the girls while I'm doing this? And why are we spending money for no reason?