My oldest brother was here over the weekend, and one of the things he did with my little sister was get my love seat out of storage.
We had been talking for a while about replacing Mom and Dad's old sleeper sofa with the love seat, but we never did anything about it. No time and no pickup truck.
But my brother had both this weekend.
It is so Nice. more comfortable and a lot taller. It is nearly equal in height to my chair so it is easier getting on and off the couch.
The only thing that is harder is sliding to the floor to brush Claren and then back up. I may make that Mom or my niece's job for a few months.
Monday, September 27, 2010
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3 comments:
Glad it is working out. I was happy to help -- what are pickups for after all?
by which you mean, "I may ask mom or my niece if they would mind brushing Claren for a few months." Right?
(also, my word verification is "hotly"
Well, I have to ask Claren if it is OK with her first.
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