I admit that I am in middle age and I have never owned a couch that was not bought on Craigslist (for cheap) or handed down by a friend or family member. While appreciated, these couches have never been a perfect match for our household. Don’t get me wrong, I fondly remember a few of my couches for comfort or a great fabric. No couch had it all though.
After combing Craigslist for hours looking for the perfect match, I got it in my head that it was finally time to enter the adult couch world – The world where a couch costs two months rent, has fabric that takes “care”, and is a choice instead of something you “make work”.
I happened to be shopping at my favorite dog-friendly, outdoor shopping mall (sans dogs) and decided to pop into Crate and Barrel. If you want something nice and expensive, that is one of the best places to go.
I didn’t expect to fall in love. I spotted it from across the room and something inside me just knew. Maybe it was the dark, mysterious, denim fabric or it’s sharp but casual look.
The initial screen for couch choosing was “is it big enough for me and the hubby and two Dachshunds to lay on and watch some TV”? This couch was clearly deeper than the current couch that leaves hubby sulking down into the man cave when me and the dogs nest.
I decided to dig deeper. I talked for what seemed like well over 15 minutes to the sales lady about the couch. I was saddened to learn that dark-denim cotton fabric is one of the highest maintenance fabrics. I optimistically explained how my dogs were small and that they were not that dirty (ok, except from all the hair). She was a pleaser and tried to downplay the horrific things that could go wrong with my really expensive couch but I could see the pain in her face. My practical side won and I decided I would go with a different fabric.
I told her about our blog and how the dogs are a huge part of my life. I told her that pretty much all of my decisions revolve around them. THEN I asked her if I could bring Chester and Gretel in to try out the couch first before I agreed to buy. She barely batted an eye but nicely suggested that it would be great if I could bring in a blanket to cover the couch with when they were on it ( I didn’t bring then in by the way…mostly because compulsive me wanted to start the custom order that day).
The couch arrived yesterday. Our old couch got pushed into the dining room as two strong, young delivery men whisked the new couch in the front door like it was an empty cardboard refrigerator box.
I am not sure Chester and Gretel approve of the new couch. It does not have that faint dog ass smell. The cushions don’t sag and gap, leaving a glorious crack between the cushion to sleep in. I don’t let them scratch the cushions to “nest”.
What they Do like is that they each have their own couch in the house right now 🙂 I am not sure how I am going to get rid of the old couch but when I do I think they are going to be very disappointed. They’ll have no choice but to snuggle on the new couch together.
How much do your pets figure into your furniture-buying decisions?