Sometimes you find a huge piece of fabric/king flat sheet at the thrift store for $5 and it looks kind of like this:
But you don't buy it because you don't really have a specific need for said fabric and then you're laying awake one night and suddenly an image of your office chairs comes to mind and you realize that the fabric you didn't buy almost a week ago would have been perfect on the lumbar pillows that have been donning ugly fabric for over a year while waiting for something fantastic to come along.
And you passed it up.
Because you're an idiot.
And now you have to live with yourself.
And the regret.
À la vie et à l'amour