7 years ago, we purchased our current home and a new chapter unfolded. We entered our home having one child, barely two years old, completely different jobs and a positive outlook on what our future would hold on Hanley Road....
Doesn't that sound magical? Well, there's a twist to this story! Enter the red couch. Salsa red. Yep! The me 7 years ago wanted to make a statement and so I pranced (yes pranced) into the furniture store and said "yep! I'll take that one!" Here's the thing....current me absolutely hates it, yet I have been stuck with it, because well...let's face it.
Couches aren't exactly disposable or interchangeable. They're pretty expensive! Plus there was that time we had twins, that time we had what felt like forty-five medical bills, that time we needed a new car, that time this or that needed replaced....life. When it comes to taking care of your family, it's all about priorities. Do you feel me? That red couch has remained very low on the priority list.
Are you newly pregnant? Are you considering having kids? Are you thinking that a new couch is in order for your growing family or new home? I am going to save you money with this advice. Don't buy a fabric couch. Don't do it. You will live to regret it for at least seven years. Unless you have a money tree, then more power to you. Buy as many couches as you want, but trust me when I say, you will regret a fabric couch, as your littles quickly break it in.
That red couch has lived a lot of life and survived a lot. What I'm about to tell you will probably make you want to avoid my house (or at least my living room), but let me first preface with the fact that I am a clean fanatic. So what I'm about to tell you won't change the fact that I scrub that damn red couch daily. Literally. Daily. For seven years that couch has been stained, spilled on, licked, jumped on, broken down and yet somehow, it's still standing there in all of its blazing red glory. Every single day, I get home from work and scrub it, because I can't stand it. Yuck!
Don't get me wrong. There have been some amazing memories shared on that couch. When we brought our twins home from the hospital, I took my first home photo with them on that red couch. When friends and family have come to visit, we sat on that red couch. We've spent Christmas mornings, sick days snuggled up, countless movie nights, so many glasses of wine consumed...all on that red couch. But it's time for it to go. For my sanity. Make it disappear.
We've been blessed with in-home childcare. Truly blessed. With that blessing comes added "life" to your furniture, which entails this momma coming home from work to rediscover my home, including the surface of that red couch. However times are changing. Chapters are closing. Soon my kids will no longer be spending their days at home. Next week, childcare is moving to a new location and I'm slightly pumped.
That being said, I'd like to shout PEACE OUT RED COUCH! Your replacement will soon be arriving and I can't wait. Plus the current version of me has opted for a neutral choice that I can dress up with cute pillows. No more red and no more fabric. What on earth was I thinking? Here's to the next 7 years of memories spent on better suited, more modern living room furniture. Who knew a couch could represent so much?
Chapter closed....well almost! You can find me staring out the window, wine in hand, waiting for the delivery truck!
Doesn't that sound magical? Well, there's a twist to this story! Enter the red couch. Salsa red. Yep! The me 7 years ago wanted to make a statement and so I pranced (yes pranced) into the furniture store and said "yep! I'll take that one!" Here's the thing....current me absolutely hates it, yet I have been stuck with it, because well...let's face it.
Couches aren't exactly disposable or interchangeable. They're pretty expensive! Plus there was that time we had twins, that time we had what felt like forty-five medical bills, that time we needed a new car, that time this or that needed replaced....life. When it comes to taking care of your family, it's all about priorities. Do you feel me? That red couch has remained very low on the priority list.
Are you newly pregnant? Are you considering having kids? Are you thinking that a new couch is in order for your growing family or new home? I am going to save you money with this advice. Don't buy a fabric couch. Don't do it. You will live to regret it for at least seven years. Unless you have a money tree, then more power to you. Buy as many couches as you want, but trust me when I say, you will regret a fabric couch, as your littles quickly break it in.
That red couch has lived a lot of life and survived a lot. What I'm about to tell you will probably make you want to avoid my house (or at least my living room), but let me first preface with the fact that I am a clean fanatic. So what I'm about to tell you won't change the fact that I scrub that damn red couch daily. Literally. Daily. For seven years that couch has been stained, spilled on, licked, jumped on, broken down and yet somehow, it's still standing there in all of its blazing red glory. Every single day, I get home from work and scrub it, because I can't stand it. Yuck!
Don't get me wrong. There have been some amazing memories shared on that couch. When we brought our twins home from the hospital, I took my first home photo with them on that red couch. When friends and family have come to visit, we sat on that red couch. We've spent Christmas mornings, sick days snuggled up, countless movie nights, so many glasses of wine consumed...all on that red couch. But it's time for it to go. For my sanity. Make it disappear.
We've been blessed with in-home childcare. Truly blessed. With that blessing comes added "life" to your furniture, which entails this momma coming home from work to rediscover my home, including the surface of that red couch. However times are changing. Chapters are closing. Soon my kids will no longer be spending their days at home. Next week, childcare is moving to a new location and I'm slightly pumped.
That being said, I'd like to shout PEACE OUT RED COUCH! Your replacement will soon be arriving and I can't wait. Plus the current version of me has opted for a neutral choice that I can dress up with cute pillows. No more red and no more fabric. What on earth was I thinking? Here's to the next 7 years of memories spent on better suited, more modern living room furniture. Who knew a couch could represent so much?
Chapter closed....well almost! You can find me staring out the window, wine in hand, waiting for the delivery truck!
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