My husband told me he felt like he was on a witch hunt.
I had become obsessed with finding leather chairs to match my new leather couch.
I bought some chairs that coordinated with my new leather couch, but they weren’t the same. I knew I was going to find the leather chairs to match my sofa, but I had to be diligent and keep looking. I was online looking in every furniture store I could find. After almost two weeks, my husband came up with an idea. He asked if I had looked at the tags on the leather couch? I gave him a look that prompted him to continue. He said the manufacturer and possibly even the name of the furniture set could be on one of the tags. We tipped one of the sofas over, but we couldn’t find a tag. I then took off the cushions and looked at the lining. Sure enough I found some tags. I put all the numbers into a search, but I found nothing. I then called one of the local furniture stores to ask them for help. I told them what the leather couches looked like. They asked about tags and I gave them all the information I had found. He told me he might have something that I would like. I immediately got my husband into the car and told him where we were going. When we got to the furniture store, the salesman took us up to the third floor. He said this was their out-of-date furniture and there for quick sale. There was a leather chair that looked just like my leather couch, and a recliner. We bought the two chairs and the matching ottoman bench.