the couch on the other hand worked out great. and I loved that I went with a color. never regretted the purple couch.
for a while it lived in my roommate's basement. we could only get it fanagled into the closest room down there, which had been a workout room so it had mirrors all along one wall. that's when we dubbed it "the sex couch" because people would walk into that weird little room and say "what's with all the mirrors?" we had a lot of parties in that house. there were hookups. it might have lived up to its name. I'm not saying. there were also people who crashed after parties alone on the sex couch, and we got to give them lots of shit about it the next morning.
couch moved to marc's and my apartment downtown for a few years. and we were happy.
couch moved to our house. it was getting a little squeaky.
But really, we just sort of got tired of the whole "one couch" arrangement. the big chair was far away. when we had parties we dragged kitchen chairs in for people to sit on, because there was just the one couch.
and when there weren't parties, well, we are a family of four now. we fight for spots on the couch. it's a little insane.
so just like we bought a new bigger car when we had this last baby, I think we should have bought a new couch.
this is a big deal. sometimes we call it "the sacred couch". we get home after weekends away, and look at each other and say "ah, finally, BACK TO THE COUCH." replacing it was huge.
we aren't getting rid of it, it's being moved to the basement. it's holding up okay.
but our living room is about to be taken up by a HUGE sectional that we ordered over christmas break - a huge, bright blue sectional. because I just couldn't go beige, after all the years of having a purple couch. I just hope this all works out, I hope the new sectional knows what an important role it has to fill. we all need to be able to sit on it, snuggle, nap, read, sew, surf pinterest, nurse babies, change diapers, balance coffee, take pictures... it's the most important furniture in the house.