
Well, it's important now to point out, our house was built in 1840. It is a historic farmhouse very much in typical upstate New York rural farmhouse style. Tall, steep roof, few details or adornment, wood siding, tall windows and painted white with green shutters.
As it turns out, a Mid Century Modern table set which was so space-like when it was originally designed and produced, that it appeared in Star Trek episodes, is not exactly a match made in heaven for a rural farmhouse. For several years we went on arranging our primitive shipping barrels, antique tools and skis around our space-age stark white table set trying so hard to make it work. We both took our turns defending the reasons we should keep it. Mitch felt it was so comfortable. I just loved it when people came to the house and gasped, "Oh my gosh, I LOVE your table set!"
Once I decided to sell antiques and vintage items, we decided it was time to let it go. Since deciding to sell it, I've taken it to a few road shows and have had it in the store space since December. I priced it fairly - not high, not low and have been offered considerably less than my asking price many times and each time I have refused the offers. Each time it didn't sell, I was sad I had to load it back up, but happy it didn't go.
Today it sold with just a 10% discount off the price I've been asking all along. I'm happy it sold, I'm happy I didn't have to drop the price considerably (which I never would have anyway) and I'm happy I never have to move it again. But, as it turns out, I feel so sad the set is gone.

But I have to remind myself of that advice about break-ups. Am I sad about the loss of the table set or of what I hoped it could be? I guess it's time to find that porch set that really is what I've always wanted.