I’ve always known that my husband loves me, but he proved it yesterday when I brought home this chair, which I love a ridiculous amount. He thinks it’s hideously ugly, from the fabric and color, to the actual shape and construction of the chair (all the things I love about it). In other words, he didn’t like anything about it, but when I asked him if he wanted me to give away, he said no. Because he knew that I adore it.

And as proof of my love for him, I didn’t bring home the other green velour chair I saw that I also thought was awfully comfy and fun. Yes, there were two and they were different. And I resisted the need to own them both. You see how we love each other?

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