I purchased a slip cover to cover the sofa in my living room, but I don't know why. It is akin to pouring perfume on a pig. On top of hating how it looks, it is uncomfortable to sit on, although you could have fooled my son and grandson on Thanksgiving Day.
|Jim and Joe|
While deciding whether to open the box with the slipcover, I actually hit the furniture store yesterday. Not only did I find a sofa I liked, I got a new coffee table, two end tables, and a corner unit just so I could show off some beautiful urns that had a place of honor at the farm, but that now sit on the floor in a corner, hidden from view. They deserve better. I took off my shoes in the store and lay down on the sofa to make sure I could watch TV while supine and have plenty of room to cuddle with Ayn Chee.