When my husband and I got married, we were in college and had nothing. For awhile, we lived in furnished apartments, and even when we moved to an unfurnished apartment, we couldn't afford furniture. All we had was a bed and a couple small bookcases.
My mother-in-law was ready to upgrade her furniture, which she had had for 20 years, and offered to give us her old furniture, which included a dining table, dresser, and chest of drawers. As you might imagine, the dining table was showing wear, and the leaves that went with the table were all different colors depending on the wear they had received.
