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Shopping for bedroom carpet continues.

And you can tell one of us is not having a good time.

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This is not my fault as I found the perfect carpet on day one… but my husband swore he could find something comparable for less money so we kept shopping.

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This was an interesting display.

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Made even more so by the fact it opened for samples.

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After another whirlwind weekend tour of flooring stores, my husband chose carpets he thought were close to the shade we wanted. Even though I (and numerous salespeople) assured him they weren’t.

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Ironically the two large sample boards he brought home were very close to the price point of my original choice which kind of defeats the purpose… no?

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And since none of them were the right shade (again), my spouse is slowing coming around to the realization he should have just agreed to my selection a few weeks ago and called it a day.

Men.

They always have to do things the hard way.

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