Remember my furniture saga?

The agony I went through, shopping, choosing, deciding, finally purchasing

a sofa and loveseat for the great room then hating it because it looked

too big for the space.

Hadn't mentioned this before,

but my chagrin began before the delivery guys were even out the door.

One said, "This sure looks nice. No wonder everybody likes it so

much. Must be the third set we delivered in Peachtree City just this week."

I told myself they were joking.

Please, let them be joking! The validation of friends convinced me it

really does look good and now I can hardly remember how the house looked

before. It's just right. It's us.

So what's brought me down?

A sales flier that one of the big furniture chains put out recently, that's

what. There for all the world to see is a picture of my warm and welcoming

sofa and loveseat, arranged exactly as I have ours, in a room anyone would

be proud of.

Then I read the text under

the illustration. Here's what it says, word for word: "From its overstuffed