I’m more awesome than I thought I was.
I grew up with an oddly-shaped couch, and have apparently grown emotionally attached to it. Teacher Roommate and I locked horns on this issue in late November while Diminutive Roommate attempted to mediate. I didn’t realize how much I wanted to keep the couch until Teacher Roommate started pushing to get rid of it, and she pushed pretty hard. I got defensive. I said I didn’t want to get rid of it. She said it was dirty and the upholstery on the cushion was in bad shape (true). I agreed, and said that was fixable. She said she was willing to just replace it. I said that wasn’t a reasonable option, because that would mean I would have to buy a new couch at the next place I lived whenever that was.
And on and on.
Eventually we decided that the couch cushion should be recovered and the rest of the couch steam cleaned. I looked up pricing on getting the whole couch reupholstered and after a few $900 estimates (minimum), I started asking about slip covers: same price (which is absurd). I stalled. I sat on the couch day after day in December wondering what would happen to my comfy childhood heirloom. A friend from the kung fu studio came over. I mentioned my conundrum, and he said something surprising: he had reupholstered an entire couch of his own, without any professional training or assistance of any kind. He had a look at the couch. We decided that recovering just the cushion wouldn’t be too hard. It could be done. I had the time and energy. I had just learned how to sew in order to make myself a cape (which is turning out pretty Renn Faire-ish). All I needed was the ambition to take on a project that felt overwhelming due to my inexperience.
So I did it. And now it’s done. I’m pretty proud of myself for this one. I was doubtful that I could do this on my own. I’m feeling pretty slick about it. It even has a zipper on it!
It’s looser than I want, but tough shit. I’m not fixing it. It’s done, and I’m happy enough with it. Now all I need to do is get the rest of it steam cleaned, and this couch might have some new life breathed into it after all…