Remember that one time I had a friend stay over on my couch after a night at the bars and I woke up to a note that said, "I think I peed on your couch."

Well if you don't, I certainly do.

My one-year-old white couch was no more. The couch I worked so hard not spilling red wine on for a year. My efforts were for nothing.

The cute, yet uncomfortable, white sofa had a much shorter life than I would have wanted. And so began my search for another, more comfortable, place to rest my head while I marathon-watched the Kardashians.

My indecisiveness made this chore particularly taxing, but after about two months of online shopping and trips to Furnish 1,2,3 and Furniture Row, I was finally ready to make a decision.

Fast-forward ten weeks, and my new plush sofa is sitting ever-so-perfectly in my living room. I could not be happier!

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