You've been to the store. You stood under fluorescent lights staring at 3,000 tiny chips clipped to a wall. You squinted at names like "Coastal Driftwood Mist" and tried to imagine them in your living room.
You couldn't.
Because a 3-inch chip under warehouse lighting tells you nothing about what a floor looks like in your home. Next to your cabinets. Under your windows. With your dog sleeping on it.
Then you asked about price. And the person behind the counter said something like: "Well, the material is $4.29 a square foot, but installation is separate, and subfloor prep depends on what we find, and transitions are extra, and there's a delivery fee, and..."
You left with a chip in your purse and a knot in your stomach.
That's not how this should work.