A few weeks ago we said goodbye to our old sectional couch affectionately referred to as “Big Brown”. For a decade and a half that couch was a part of our family. Laying on it felt like a much needed hug. One time I made my sister pee her pants from laughing when I stood on the couch and walked around in a few circles before laying down, just like a dog getting comfortable on its bed. I snuggled my babies on that couch and fell asleep 5 minutes after the movie started every time we watched one. I loved it but it was time for a change since it wasn’t getting any younger and was showing its age. Like whoa. When we decided it was time to let it go, I advertised it online and to my surprise it sold immediately. Within 45 minutes it was gone. A guy had shown up with a small pickup truck and about 30 tie downs. I asked him if he thought he could really get the whole thing in his truck to which he replied, “I’m Mexican, just watch”. Um…ok. Darned if he didn’t fit all 5 pieces of that giant couch in the bed of that truck with skill I have never seen before. He climbed around his truck with the speed and accuracy of a spider monkey. It looked like something Dr. Seuss would write about. It was a tall tower of upholstery and a sight to see as it zoomed down the freeway and most definitely south of the border. Adios Big Brown-thanks for the memories. Since then we’ve been looking everywhere for a comparable couch. The new one had really big shoes to fill. Every couch we saw my husband sat down on like he was on a bench waiting for a bus where I, on the other hand, ran and sprawled out on it like hot lunch. I’m mean really, how will we know if it’s comfortable unless we act like it’s in our living room? We must have sat and slinked across 100 different couches in several different stores. We couldn’t agree on anything. I prefer to sink far into a couch that I have trouble getting out of and he wants a nice firm waiting room type deal. No thanks. We finally compromised and got the one I wanted. Purchasing it took about 5 seconds. The sales girl had me click a bunch of boxes on her iPad and then she waved it over my purse and my credit card was charged. Done. On delivery day I’ll be anxiously awaiting its arrival all decked out in comfy sweats and fuzzy socks. I’m so excited to have a new couch just in time for cooler weather and sappy holiday movies. Clearly it doesn’t take much to make me happy.