I'm still waiting for my comfy couch.
My present living room set was "scavenged" from the neighbors who were selling there dad's old house and didn't want the furniture. Not bad, but starting to sag.
So far I've had:
2 sofas that came with the house, 1 that would magically spit stuffing out on the rug when you sat on it, the other a sleeper minus the matress that ate pets & small children.
A curbed sectional with bad legs. Actually pretty nice after I fixed the legs.
A beautiful secondhand floral sofa my MIL picked out (NEVER let your MIL pick out furniture). Imagine a brick with legs.
A small secondhand sleeper sofa with colors guaranteed to induce flashbacks without a slipcover.
It's not a decorating experience with me, it's an adventure.
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