This is my current seating arrangement; my brother-in-law Jim’s daughter-in-law Jessica said “it looks cozy but I’m sure it’s uncomfortable”. She sure got that right! Okay, I know what you’re thinking: Doug, what happened to the new couch you got for your new apartment? It’s gone, and I have a sore butt as I’m typing this, and I couldn’t be happier. (Well, I could be happier—if I had another couch.) I suppose I should’ve said I couldn’t be more grateful.
In a nutshell, the new sofa was a shoddy piece of furniture and was torturing my legs & back. After I decided I’d be moving closer to family and found this apartment, my sister & I was browsing the furniture department of the local Big Lots & she remarked the look of one particular sofa was something I’d probably like. She was absolutely right; it was a modern earthy-olive tweed and in a sea of brown & black leather jumbo-couches, was almost calling to me. I gave it a quick sit-down, felt a little discomfort but figured it just needed breaking in & handed the clerk my credit card. (It sat in storage there for nearly 3 weeks, and then in my vacant apartment for another couple weeks, waiting for me to move in.) And for the last 3 weeks, I perched on one end, or tried to ‘squish’ myself into it’s center, anywhere to find a spot that wasn’t torturing parts of my body after sitting on it more than 10 minutes.
Cut to 3 days ago (and a very forgiving furniture manager and a very helpful landlord) and that… thing is out of here, and I got my money back. So now what? My sister Shawn & her husband Jim went furniture shopping with me yesterday, we went to not one but 4 furniture stores—and honestly, I pretty much disliked most of what I saw. (All I want is something under 80” in length, two seat cushions instead of 3 and in an olive fabric. Is that so much to ask?)
Actually, I did find what I was looking for—sort of. It’s 76” in length and available in olive. But I’d have to order it online from West Elm, it’s non-refundable and delivery time is 8-10 weeks. That’s a lot of hard-floor time for my backside!
I can’t help but be reminded of my last sofa buying experience. In the spring of 2000, I’d grown tired of my blue leather sofa & sold it to my other sister Donda. My mom and sisters drove up to the city to take me furniture shopping, and we walked into the furniture department of the local Lazarus store. And right in front sat a dark green sofa; it was a little shorter in length than your average sofa, but had a deep, deep seat. The salesclerk said “You can get it in a wide choice of colors and fabrics.” No, this is good. “You can get it in different sizes.” Nope, this will do. They delivered it a week later & it was my favorite spot to watch tv, eat, work from home & sleep for the next 16 years.
I had it hauled away when I moved here—most of the springs were broken, the seat cushions were propped up with sheets of plywood & the back cushions were shedding feathers faster than I’ve been shedding my hair. But right now, I sure would love to be sitting on it typing this!
My niece Sophia on her Uncle Doug’s extra-wide couch, 2008