Back when I was a college student, I bought a faux leather love seat when a friend and I decided to rent a little house near campus. After twenty years and numerous moves, that poor love seat was in pretty sad shape. Mr. Hairball and I had been planning to replace it for several years, but every time we saved up enough money for a new couch, something would happen that required our "couch money". This summer, Mr. Hairball was offered an opportunity to make some extra money, and we decided that we would use some of it to finally replace the love seat o' doom.
Whoot! The boxes have arrived!! Where's my vanilla vodka and disco ball?
Crap, I lost the drill again!
Note the boxes and assorted crapola that has accumulated as I unpack boxes and shift everything else out of the way.
I'm pretty tired and my back is hurting by this point.
Done!
I love the hidden storage in the ottoman and under each seat cushion!
*Yawns* I'm pretty tired after putting everything together. I'll be lounging on the couch watching
Kolchak: The Night Stalker if anybody needs me.
Note the boxes and assorted crapola that has accumulated as I unpack boxes and shift everything else out of the way.
I'm pretty tired and my back is hurting by this point.
Done!
