Today hubbub took advantage of still having our son here (he returns to the ivy-covered halls Sunday) to round up old computers, electronics, boxes and other large items to take to the dump. Since it would cost $30, hub wanted to get his money's worth, so we were scurrying to find stuff to pack in the car.
After they returned hub was in the spirit of renewal, I guess, so had said son help him (19 yr. old Mr. Strongarm did the bulk of the work, naturally) shift the living room couches and chair to the family room and the family room couches and chair (with ottoman) to the living room. I heard the commotion while I was upstairs feverishly finishing knitting a scarf for sweet son to take back to university.
When I came down, it was as if to a new room. The living room was, for the first time since we'd lived here, bright! The family room's white leather sofas lifted the spirits of the room just as going down to the dump had lifted the spirits of the hub.
The family room, however, now looks real comfy, but dark and overstuffed. Those couches really don't go with this house at all! They were sold to us very inexpensively by a friend who was moving and we were grateful to have them. They have been slept on by many family members during all-home-events like Thanksgiving and Christmas. Fred, the cat, has used all the sofas in the house for his scratching posts, and the former living room chair was his favorite. One of its ends is clawed to shreds.
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