Final Touches

The new couch is in. This is a picture of it that the store took.

The couch is delivered flat. The Boy hates it because it is not bright red. He wanted instead the one he saw on the floor in the store. It is flaming red, permanently flat (so a bed really), has a sectional cupholder at one end, and swivel backs at the other end. Quite a gaudy and gadgety contraption, just what Austin Powers would have in his shag shack.

Despite not getting what he wanted, The Boy swung into action and assembled the couch on his own. I was most impressed. He needed just minimal help to hold the couch in certain positions and figure out where certain screws and bolts went.

The couch's arrival and removal of the old couch turned the house more upside down than before. But it was good impetus to get cleaning and tidying up. We started about 1:30 pm when the couch arrived and I did not finish cleaning until 6:00 pm. It was exhausting but I felt much better after. Today, I just need to do some beauty treatment (it is never too late), stock up on some food and finish the laundry. Then tonight, we bring The Man home.