Sad Sofa Day

Please don’t laugh at me but I have had this sofa for so long and I really am having a hard time parting with it. I bought this sofa when Chad was 4 so the sofa is close to 32 years old. I’ve always had a slip cover over it. It’s a well built sleeper sofa and it weighs a ton. Two young, strong men can barely move it. When my ex and I split up, my dad and his friend moved the sofa to an apartment, then I moved into a rental house, then I moved into my last house and didn’t move again til Vince and I got married. My dad and the same friend moved the sofa three times in less than a year. My dad said “If you want me to help you move again, you’re going to have to buy a lighter sofa!” Then the sofa was moved to Kentucky, then it was moved to MO, then it was moved to the rental in Texas, then to our house in Texas. Then when the sewing room was finished, it was moved out there. Then, it was moved back to Missouri. It is still the most comfortable sofa but (1) it’s really too large for the downstairs family room with all the other stuff we have in there and (2) I’m tired of having to deal with a slip cover because, when we’re using the sofa, especially with a dog, and with Boots, I take it off and wash it at least every few weeks and it is so hard to get it back on.

Since Oscar arrived over a year ago, we’ve kept the sofa covered in boxes to keep him off because he would climb up on the back of it and jump from the back of the sofa (or fall) onto the tile floor. We finally brought more boxes and lined them up behind the sofa and stacked them taller than the back of the sofa so he couldn’t get on them. It all looked lovely . . not!

I’ve mentioned on here before that I’m not happy with the chair I’m using for stitching. I had an older Lazy Boy and my back started hurting. I told Vince . . I think this chair is hurting my back. He said “Change chairs with me” so we did. He sat it my old chair about 5 minutes and said “This chair is horrible. It has to go.”

I had a new (about 2 years old) recliner in the sewing room. It’s a smaller recliner and it’s one of the electric models and it swivels. I wanted a small recliner and the only one they had at the furniture store was electric so I got it. We put the Lazy Boy in the sewing room and we’re on the list to get it re-stuffed since, otherwise, it looks good.

The electric recliner was fine . . til Oscar started sitting with me. I hope Oscar appreciates all the accommodations we’re making for him. When he’s sitting with me and he wiggles, or he licks his feet or he makes any kind of move at all, the chair wiggles. Try hitting the hole in 40 or 46 count linen while sitting in a wiggling chair. Second, and foremost, the electric movement is slower than when I grab that lever and put a non-electric chair down quickly. When Oscar is shredding something he shouldn’t be shredding, half the time I end up just getting out of the chair with it still in the reclining position.

I’ve decided that a plain, upholstered, not too soft, not too hard chair is what I want.

Today while we were out, I asked Vince to run by the furniture store and see if they have any plain chairs with ottomans. They only had maybe three chairs that weren’t recliners and none of those were comfortable for sitting straight and stitching and none of them came with ottomans. They did have a loveseat that has a matching ottoman. Ahh . . I think I will like a loveseat. Oscar can sit beside me. I can have a little container that closes and keep it on one side of me with my floss, scissors, emery board, and things like that. I have some latching containers that should be just big enough to keep the project envelope in, and then, when I’m finished stitching for the day, close it all up and keep that p

I cleaned everything off the sofa that was stacked up on it. So far, Oscar hasn’t gotten up on the back. I’ll keep an eye on him. I think he’s a bit more teachable than he was as a young puppy so hopefully, if he does get up there, I can break that habit.

Oh, my goodness . . I wrote this entire blog post. Vince came in, sat down on the sofa and said . . I really like this sofa. Can we keep it AND get the loveseat? I said “And get rid of this chair?” No . . keep the chair too!” Seriously, Vince. That means for two people, we would have a full size sofa, three loveseats, and 7 recliners. NO! Something has to go. The conversation ended with Vince saying . . we have a day and a half to think about it.