I remember when I bought my first home. I had a furniture budget and a friend with a truck...
One afternoon at Ikea we furnished the house top to bottom.
Then I met my wife.
Her furniture came through the front door, mine went out the back. TRUE!
I had absolutely no investment emotionally in my furniture. Most of it was gifted to friends.
My wife's was heavier, beautiful, timeless and carefully chosen to last a lifetime; I bought mine to do a job.
When I walk my dog, I see the difference between functional furniture and furniture you keep.
See for yourself...