In 2021, after bad Pandemic roommates in Boston, my youngest came back to California with a research contract job. She moved to San Rafael, into a dinky little place that was closer to the job in Novato than her hometown was. Her dad saw his Walnut Creek neighbor put a couch on the street, so he grabbed it for the dinky apartment.
10 months later, same daughter moved to Baltimore to get her masters in Global Health. As we were loading up the truck of stuff she wanted me to keep in storage and also putting furniture on the street that wouldn’t fit in her car which was being shipped, her sibling requested the couch, which ended up in my house since that sibling lives with me.
It was a hand-me-down’s hand-me-down. The couch was blue (not my color in interior decorating), lumpy and too soft. I endured it for four plus years.
I threatened to get rid of it many times. At seven feet wide, it was too big for the room and impossible to get out of, at my senior age.
Then a friend offered me her couch so that she wouldn’t have to move it abroad when she leaves in the spring. I looked at it, and although it was nicer than the blue couch, I thought to myself, Self, why don’t you buy yourself a new one?
It just happened to be a Wayfair sales weekend, and I ended up getting two loveseats in a deep green. They aren’t here yet, but the old couch left today in a garbage truck. I was supposed to have two more days to clean, but the pair is out for delivery today.
I have chorus tonight and won’t get home until 9:30 ish, too late to assemble them. I don’t have a big tarp to throw over the boxes they’ll come in. Wayfair ships everything in boxes, and there’s always some assembly required (but not lie IKEA).
Maybe the adult offspring will assemble them while I’m singing. She’d do it for the dogs more than for me. Pepper didn’t know where to sleep last night with the blue couch on the street.
I hope the two love seats will fit. I hope they are from the same dye lot. I hope they will last a few years. The Lazy Boy recliner I got from Wayfair eight years ago had cheap fabric, and I finally donated it last week. The new recliner looks like a space ship, but it’s super comfy, and it was half off.
The love seats together cost a little more than the new recliner. Wayfair is great for sales.
I remember the olden days of going to showrooms and buying furniture that way. Everything has changed and not always for the better.
This morning’s paper says that Microsoft is buying 60,000 employees out of their jobs because AI is going to be doing their work. That doesn’t seem like an improvement at all.
Uber, Lyft, Door Dash, Airbnb, Wayfair, Google, it’s all new to us old ones, and I don’t need any of them, except maybe Google. And don’t get me started on aps.
Another post for another day.
