orange sofa1When my kids were tweens, we needed a new couch.

I wanted leather and one that was big enough for us all to sprawl on. I also wanted instant gratification. I drive a full size van and it makes my life convenient. 

My mom is always game for shopping so we loaded the kids into the van and went on the hunt for "The One." As we got further and further away from New Paltz. By further, I mean Route 17 in New Jersey, it was a no-brainer to keep going to IKEA. 

I was certain that at IKEA I would find a couch at a low price, ready to load into the back of the van and we'd be sprawling on it TONIGHT.

IKEA did not disappoint, at first.

We did sprawl on our perfect couch that day. My kids picked it out and I agreed. It was perfect!

Except it was crazy expensive! it would take 8 weeks to get and it had to be delivered! I rationalized the cost in my mind, we ate swedish meatballs and drove home to sit on our old couch and dream of the new one.

It arrived on time at 7:30 am 8 weeks later. For 5 or 6 years, it was everything I wanted in a couch.

Enter the love interest with excellent taste and a better sofa.

I agree with Michael. His couch is nicer. In the resonant ways of a good partnership, his couch is very much like the couch I replaced. Wet swimsuits and muddy pants have drifted into fond memories and the cotton brocade upholstery and feather pillows of his sofa suits me just fine.

We moved the the IKEA Airport Davenport into Café Mama and I think many generations of kids will enjoy it here.