My DH and I got in this stupid fight about getting a couch. He wanted us to just use his old college futon for a while. It's lumpy as hell and I like, NEED to have something comfy to sit on. He said we'd get a couch "sometime". But this means, in his language, that it will be after Christmas before he even thinks about it. I threatened to just go buy one after work one night and he finally just went and picked up the couch and loveseat I wanted. He said he didn't think it would bother me that much. Um, duh, yeah it does--we have no furniture to sit on--I need a couch, dude.