Hence, the living room (and our bedroom, and the guest room, but you only get pics of one).
There is something so exhilerating-- nay, intoxicating-- about moving everything ones owns around in completely new patterns. Why can't the TV go on the mantel, and the couch over here?
It makes the whole house seem fresh, and it's called immediate gratification, my friends. Go forth and move your furniture.
*click to make bigger, as i had to use photobucket and their pics are so teensy; also, please note the blue chair, which i slipcovered myself!*