So towards the end of last year, I moved out of a tiny shoebox of a condo that I had been renting on the cheap since graduating college and bought a nice little one-bedroom place of my own.  This is cool, as it's larger and more accommodating than my old place, in much better shape, and most importantly, it's mine.  Okay, so technically I'm in debt to a bank for the next 30 years while I pay it off, but that goes with the territory.  I mean, it could be worse.  I could owe a significant sum of bells to Tom Nook.
 
So now that I've been here for a few months, it's about time that I started furnishing the place in earnest.  The vast majority of what little furniture I have are things that I either got on the cheap upon graduating college or are simply too old to be of any comfort anymore.  (Note to anyone that goes futon shopping.   Those things have a life of about two years and then begin a single-minded quest to destroy your back.)  Naturally, this means shopping for new furniture.
 
But man here's where it gets crazy.  To really do a good job in hunting down furniture, you not only have to take price into account, you have to make sure that the style is to your liking, because once you buy that couch, you'll have that thing for a long time.  And god help you if you buy that recliner only to find that you don't have the space for it.  Even price hunting can be an adventure, as you don't want to go out buy that top-of-the-line $3,000 sofa, but you probably don't want to get that ratty old couch from the pair of hippies on Craigslist, either.
 
Simple on the surface, yes, but when you start running from store to store, figuring out what it is you want and how much it'll cost you, it starts becoming significantly more complicated.  If only life were as easy as Animal Crossing.  Sure, you'd be under the thumb of a raccoon mafioso for the rest of your life, but at least when it came time to redecorate you could just stick whatever you didn't want out on the floor in your closet.

Life can only have a passing resemblance to Animal Crossing until you get a bunch of NES games and then give each one its own separate consoles. (Because games like Clu-Clu Land deserve that sort of attention, right?) Until then, you can only hope for life to be a remote facsimile, debt analogies aside.

I am to assume that you have spent the majority of your time in the new place playing Clu Clu Land or (if you have a Game Shark (read: emulator)) Super Mario Bros? Also, this:
 
 

I will say moving does suck...at least moving the furniture around.  I've moved at least 7 different times....from different states and such...coincidentally I plan on moving again, but not till ex finds her own place....and finish working out the legal issues with my son.

At least no one sends you nastygrams about how your apartment doesn't have proper feng shui... :)

Or fit an entire living room full of furniture in old envelopes...

Bumping the thread as it's stuck on top of the forums

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Don't get into debt with that raccoon and get a spade get fossils