Like Indiana Jones, I’ve scoured far and wide for the ideal couch. I mean, sofa. Whatever, it’s a couch and you know it.

I underestimated the task; while visiting almost every single local furniture store, I realized one horrible truth. Shopping for furnishings is EXACTLY the same as shopping for a vehicle. These salespeople are cut from the same cloth.

Call off the dogs; I’ve found it. Simple, comfy and relatively affordable. As an added bonus, if I ever get a dog, he can poop on it without staining the upholstery. Chocolate!

To be delivered sometime next month. Pretend like I’m sitting on the floor in the meantime.

(update: next Wednesday. BE THERE.)