BUY CARPET

Buy carpet

I would have never guessed that the decision to buy carpet would turn into such a huge dramatic event in my household. In hindsight, I should have kept my decision to buy carpet a secret and chosen all of the new carpet by myself. I could have had it installed when the kids were at school and my husband at work. However, I made the announcement one Saturday morning after we'd debated it for months. Our old carpet was almost 10 years old and just entirely too worn. We desperately needed to buy carpet, I just hated the inconvenience of actually having it installed. But, I made the announcement and mistake of telling my daughters that they could each choose a color for their bedrooms. In all, we had four bedrooms to buy carpet for, a hallway, stairs and living room. The rest of the house had hardwood floors and I didn't intend to change that.

So, our mission to buy carpet began that afternoon at a local carpet store. I had not had the first clue as to how many brands and types of carpet existed. The girls ran off immediately to find their choices, while my husband and I tracked down a salesperson to help us find and buy carpet that would suit our needs. The salesperson listened to our needs and suggested we buy carpet for all of the rooms based on the comfort and how heavily it was traveled. The hallway would need to be a carpet that would last longer. So, our first task was to buy carpet for the long hallway. We picked a light beige color that wouldn't show too much dirt but would keep the hallway somewhat bright. The girls had found carpet that they wanted. My oldest daughter wanted bright purple carpet, forgetting that it would clash with her orange walls that she'd had my husband paint a year ago. Why she had chosen orange is beyond me. After we pointed that fact out to her, she sulked and then decided that she still wanted the purple. I was
not thrilled. My other daughter returned to inform me that she'd chosen a shaggy white carpet because it would look ideal with her pink walls and white curtains. I was not thrilled with white either.

After standing there and seeing my daughters very set in their decisions to buy carpet that suited them, I sighed. This had not been a wise move on my part. My husband wanted no part of the discussion, so he went off in search of a carpet for our bedroom and the guest room. He chose a nice shade of light blue that would look wonderful. I finally told my daughters that we would buy carpet that would be more suitable for the house. After explaining a few of my reasons, they once again set out to find a different color. My oldest was still in purple mode, but she found a much lighter purple that was acceptable. And, my youngest daughter still wanted a shag carpet, but found a gray that she liked very much. Everyone was finally happy that we would buy carpet that we all agreed upon. After four hours, we finally left the store. I think the salespeople were glad to see us go.