Last night I put my old, nasty, smelly, torn-up loveseat at the curb 
It’s the same one that I posted a picture of a while back-Bandit has efectively destroyed it. It was about 12 years old and it ws developing holes in the fabric from use, so he exploited one of the holes and started tearing it apart. The arm on one side was down to the wood!! He doesn’t destroy anything usually, so I wasn’t too pissed, but he did get a good yelling at. Anyway, he has been working on it little by little over the past month or so. I had pretty much resigned to sending it out to the curb piece by piece, but it was getting to be kind of nasty looking beyond what I could handle so this is it.
I was getting ready to mow my lawn when I just happened to notice my neighbor outside putting up Christmas lights-yes, Christmas lights LOL!! I asked him first if he felt weird putting up Christmas lights while his neighbors were mowing their lawns. We laughed for a minute then I asked if, since he was out, he could help me move my loveseat out to the curb. He helped me and it was out there for about an hour when I heard some noise outside. I didn’t think anything of it at the time, but when I went past the window a little later, I saw that someone had moved the loveseat up my driveway-kind of weird. I went out there and moved it back and it stayed there throughout the night. It better be gone when I get home. I emailed my garbage company and got confirmation that they take 1 large item per pickup. Anything more than that requires special arrangements. Now, if you have read my blog for a while, you know that after one specific day of dealing with my garbage company I have decided that 90% of the people employed there earn the company a tax credit because they hired the mentally retarded. I don’t have a lot of faith in the company. I’m a little nervous that I’m going to get home from work and the couch will still be at my curb. We’ll see soon.
If that couch is still at my curb, it will be a little upsetting, honestly. The decision to get rid of it wasn’t easy. When my husband, Mike, and I moved in, we bought those couches first. I loved them and they were really pretty for a long time. I have many pictures of me and Max laying down together on them. Rocky and Mike are in some of the other pictures. I have some baby pictures of Jake laying on them too. And now I have some pictures of Bandit in his spot as well. Now that 3 of those listed have passed away it’s a little difficult to part with the couches. I was just looking through some pictures the other day, as a matter of fact,and I saw some of Mike sleeping with the dogs and it brought back a lot of memories. It’ll be 10 years next August that he died, so I guess it’s a bit of a milestone.
Aside from that, the couch was only HALF a couch now, and it smells like nothing I can humanly describe. The musty, wet dog, dirt, whatever was outside that came in on dog fur stench is disgusting, as much as I have any attachment to that couch. Now maybe I won’t be so embarrased to have other HUMANS in my house. So, in a way, I’m sorry, Mike, that I have GOT to dispose of this gross heap of wood and shredded fabric that used to be a cute little starter-house loveseat, but since it’s outside, the house already smells better and at least I still have the other couch. (That’ll be joining its counterpart in couch-heaven within the next few months, though!!)
