Thursday, September 11, 2008
Free Couches Aren't Free
My husband and I subscribe to the theory, "Why buy something brand new if you don't have to?" Consequently, when it was time to replace our couch about a year and a half ago, we went down to the DI (Deseret Industries, local thrift store) and picked up a new-to-us couch. It was in pretty decent shape and we paid $50 for it.
Well, we have four children, three of whom are frisky boys. After a year and a half, it was time to bid adieu to the couch and get another one. I'd been thinking about it for weeks, and while driving through my neighborhood the other day, I noticed that a neighbor had a couch on their lawn, with the magic word "FREE" posted on it.
I sent my husband down to check it out, he proclaimed it better than ours, and we hauled ours to the giant Dumpster just across from us. Then he brought the new one up. It was a lot more firm and a lot less hole-ridden and life was good.
Until it wasn't so good any more.
We brought it in last Monday. I got a low-level headache that night, which isn't unusual for me, so I didn't think anything of it. But over Tuesday and Wednesday, I noticed that I just didn't feel very comfortable in the living room. Something was wrong.
Finally, Sunday night (yes, I'm a quick study) I realized that I was having an allergic reaction to the couch. I had my husband drag it out of the house, and immediately I started to feel better. My lungs had been closing off, the headache was pretty bad by this point, and I just felt . . . odd, but as soon as the couch was out of the house, those symptoms began to abate.
So I'm feeling a lot better now, but I still need a couch.
We'll be heading to the DI this weekend.