Rearranging

My husband has spoiled me. Due to his ridiculously high TV standards, I too have come to expect a certain level of technology for our viewing pleasure. So after 6-ish months of dealing with the 7+ year old itty bitty TVs for ants that came with our rental house, we have had enough. Enough of the teasing from our friends, the lack of HD, the squinting to see the screen...although, that might actually just be from my need to get glasses. Whatever. Enough is enough.

We upgraded. To a 42 inch, 1080pi, 120hz yada yada r2d2 xyz Vizio. Who Hoo. I was honestly just happy to get out of Costco without a headache from all the letter and number combinations the sales associate was throwing our way. JJ, on the other hand, was loving it. Totally in his element. He might have stayed in there for hours going back and forth on the merits of each and every TV in stock (and even those not in stock) had I not dragged him away from the little man with all the TVs.

But with this new TV comes its own set of complications. Where the heck are we going to put it??? We had, for the most part, mapped it all out before going shopping so we new how big we could go. But there was still lots of furniture to be moved. We put couches in different rooms, chairs at different angles, tables in different places and finally...success! We have achieved the perfect combination of TV viewing quality and couch sitting comfortability. (Yes that is a word now).

So if you needed any more reasons to come visit, come see JJ's new toy.