I just put my old brown sofa on the street, with a sign saying "Free to Good Home"
on it. I feel like the worst mother ever!
I'd hoped to be able to fit her (each section) in my car and take her to Goodwill nearby, but alas, after I got her aaaall the way down stairs and to my car, she wouldn't fit.
So, I left her down there and am hoping for the best.
I shouldn't be so sentimental about my poor old stained brown couch, but I am. She was my first piece of furniture after Katrina.
And, I don't know, maybe something about seeing my furniture on the street must have triggered some bad memories. Who knows.
Anyway, I'm just hoping she gets a new home. She's a good girl. She deserves it.
Meanwhile, I have a new sofa that is yet to arrive. He's all black leather and chrome...I call him the leather daddy sofa. He means business.
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9 comments:
Aww. That's sad. Fear not she shall be gone before the night is through. At least in my neighborhood. I swear I could toss the whole house out into the street and turn my back and it'd be gone. Ravenous scavengers.
It's good ecology.
you're supposed to feel odd when you
see your furniture on the sidewalk...
means you're more
normal than you thought.
srs bznz
when I lived in Chicago, things put out on the curb were taken in less than 30 minutes.
All good things must come to an end. At least you will be able to wipe off any spills on your new sofa!
While you were sleeping your orphan was being used for Whoopla by hood rats.
although a very sad occasion... my bet is She'll be whisked off like a new brides nightie before dawn....
I assume you called the old sofa 'Launching pad" for all the fun that took for from there?
My parents bring their castoff furniture to our neighborhood because it is more likely to be scavenged quickly here.
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