#18: My Coffee Table

I have never lived in a house with a coffee table - not growing up, not in my first apartment, not in the 7 years since then. This didn't really bug me until we moved into this house. Now I actually had more than one room to decorate! My kids had space to move around! And I seriously wanted that pulled together feel the right table can give a room. But I was a bit picky. Glass was forbidden. Sharp corners were unacceptable. No stupid features. And it had to be super affordable. I was very open to the idea of fixing one up, but there just were not any tables in my price range that filled the bill.

A few months ago, I was looking at a consignment store and saw the most perfectest coffee table ever. It was a bit more than my desired price, but it was PERFECT. As in, I wouldn't need to spend a nickel fixing it up to my standards. And it was adorably shabby chic, which is so perfect with little ones!

But it was more than I could spend that day. I have NEVER been so tempted to whip out my charge card for something! I went home and talked to Hubby about it. He agreed that if there was enough from the next pay check we could go look for it.

10 days later, we headed out. I was sure I was going to be disappointed and it would be sold. But instead I did a rather skillful happy dance!

I love the feel it adds to my room. I love having a place to stick my feet when I read with my kids. I love not having my water knocked over every time I put it down. 'Lil loves having something else to crawl through. The older kids love having a better place to play board games.

This table makes me happy every time I look at it.