A simple observation about myself is this — nobody will ever ask what I’m wearing when walking a movie premier red carpet.

If they did it would go something like this:

“I’m here with Austin Daily Herald photographer Eric Johnson and Eric, what are you wearing tonight?”

“Well, I’m wearing a $20 pair of cargo pants, Wal-mart, um, shirt I’m not really sure, it’s about 20 years old, uh yeah. That’s pretty much it. Oh, the shoes are $30 Payless.”

The fact is, I’m not a style kind of guy and that extends to most everything in my life. If you were to stop by our house, aside from coming away with a new coat of cat hair, you would quickly realize any lack of style extends to our house hold decisions.

Which is really odd. In one of the games I play on my PlayStation, “Skyrim,” I’ll spend large chunks of time decorating my in-game home. Maybe it speaks more to wanting to hang swords from a wall than anything else, but probably because I’m using fake money and not real money to do it.

The point I’m trying to reach is that our home is in horrible need of an update. We have an easy chair that’s starting to fray, a couch we bought pre-2004 when we were still in South Dakota, a table that’s been in my family probably since Leif Erickson and a bed we also bought in South Dakota.

It’s not like we don’t want nice things, but we also tend to be very picky. We’ve visited most everything in Austin, Albert Lea and the surrounding area and still struggle to find even one piece we can agree we both want in the house.

That’s not to say we have rip-roaring fights about what we like, we’re just very particular about everything, like I think most people are.

Part of it might be that we were spoiled. When we bought our couch and coffee table, we pretty much walked right into it.

We headed into the store in Sioux Falls, spied the set almost right away, and decided yes. Yes, this is what we want.

Not only was the color right and we loved the coffee table, but both items were ridiculously marked down. It couldn’t be more perfect.

Nevermind how massive it is and how we constantly fight to get it anywhere and through most any door. We loved it.

Fast forward and we’re not getting spoiled like that. On a recent trip, we finally found a good many items we want, but they are not perfect.

Which wraps around to our usual problems of not really knowing what we want. I mean how hard should it be to pick something you will be sitting on?

Apparently pretty darn hard. True, if you want an interesting read to your living room, hire me as an interior decorator and I guarantee you — it will be interesting.

Of course, that’s always assuming I get you something in any kind of time frame that you deem acceptable.

How do you feel about swords on the wall?

Honestly, I don’t know what our problem is. As I’ve said, you’ve all seen me at some point I’m sure. When it comes to fashion and style it’s pretty clear that I settle pretty quickly.

I know we’re picking something that we will want for quite some time.

Honestly, I think I have an idea of what we want.

We’re fantasy, “Lord of the Rings,” kind of people. We want medieval looks to our house; the problem is we don’t have the money to turn our house into a castle, which admittedly would look a little silly across from a school.

The Post Office probably would not appreciate the moat either.

What’s become evident is we will probably just have to make a decision and roll the dice.

If only these furniture places would let me take an hour-long nap on their furniture.