My new couch is actually someone’s old couch that I found down R Street a few months ago with a sign that said “FREE COUCH – BONUS: NO BED BUGS.”
Vince helped me carry it up the street, and then some guys we met helped detach my door so we could bring it inside.
It started because I have all these zebra print sheets and blankets that I’ve probably outgrown. I’ve been spring cleaning, and I couldn’t decide if it was even justifiable for me to keep holding onto these weird, teen-aged bedroom style sheets. But I hated how that frumpy couch looked, and I also hate throwing things away. I’d much rather find new uses for them.
I grabbed a pair of scissors and cut the fitted sheet in half and then fitted each half-sheet over the arms of the couch.
I covered the pillows with a zebra print blanket (why do I have so much zebra print?)
Then I just popped my zebra print pillow cases onto the couch cushions and folded one side in — and VOILA! My new couch.