Couch Potato

So my roomie is moving. She's brilliant so she's going to graduate school up north. And that's enough of that cuz just thinking about it gets me a bit misty eyed. She's one of the best people I know, and I know some great people.

In the middle of trying to find a roomie, and not trying to stress over trying to find a roomie, I needed to buy a couch. Now, I'm not at the point where I can afford or need to buy adult furniture. But I also don't want a bare room. So Saturday morning, I woke up at 3:30am. Laid there, asking God why He feels the need to wake me up at 3:30, listened, then went back to sleep. Around 7, I woke up again, got dressed and decided to hit the garage sales.

On my way to the bank, I passed a yard sale sign. After grabbing the cash, I came back to the yard sale sign. And there was a couch. With a full size bed in it! So I tell them its exactly what I need but I'm a little freaked out since this is the first garage sale I've come to. I take their phone number and then go drive around to a few more sales. Call the folks and my sister, wondering if its just God doting on me by giving me the one thing I need on my first try.

Long story short, I buy the couch but it needs work. Especially after I get the pillows in my car and it smells like dog. Hair everywhere. Courtney and I decide to fix it up. I know what look I want. Not the I'm in college look, but not the baby on my hip look either. Somewhere in the middle.

We got creative. I tossed the pillows, smelling of dog, and bought some floor cushions as the backs of the couch. Toss in a few throw pillows, and a slipcover and I've got a new living room. I love the colors. Its a cream weaved slipcover, with two of the cushions being a rich burgundy color, and the middle cushion is a corresponding cream color. The throw pillows are a chocolate brown that tie in the side chair. I'm quite proud of it actually. Its my first time at home decor and I kept asking Courtney if she liked it. Of course she's the best cheerleader I know so she kept me excited about it when I thought I'd bitten off more than I could chew.

The only problem we had in the whole thing was getting the fabric back onto the seat cushions of the couch. Today I was starting a load of laundry and I can hear Courtney getting frustrated. I come back into the living room and she's trying to shove the cushion back in but can't. I have an epiphany. We force the cushion into the sham then I jump on it, using my weight to shove the cushion further into the fabric. It worked pretty well, until I almost ate it cuz I slipped.