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Couch, that hurt!

We dragged the beat old couches out of the living room last night in preparation for the delivery today.

We had the old black pleather couches since we were living in the apartment. We brought them with us when we moved into the house, and Berta had since covered them with these canvas couch covers. (They're nicer than they sound.) The tops of the cushions were all torn. I'm talking giant holes. Berta thought it was time to be rid of them.

So they were having this "sale" at Raymour and Flannigan, and we got a new sofa and love seat. I say "sale" because I think that's the most I've ever paid for furniture, ever. Considering we bought the old couches at the old D-Town Farmer's Market, I'm not shocked.