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Small Changes, Big Effects (OR Round Peg/Square Hole)

29 May 2007 5 Comments

carpet

Our couch was just carried away by the friendly folks over at 1-800-Got-Junk. Before I dive into the philosophical hole that this represents, here’s a fun little exchange between Doug and me.

“So, how’d you find out about us?”
“I Googled ‘dispose of used furniture’.”
“Huh. Really? Hadn’t heard that one before…”

So, point #1 is - Wow, it’s easy to assume we’re all living in the same Google dependent, social network addicted, Twitter obsessed, iPod toting universe. Always, always remember that point…especially if that is your world.

Secondly…this couch represents a point in our lives where we were going through that big ‘on your own’ transition. New apartment, first time living with someone other than parents (and a sister in my case), and a whole whack of responsibilities beyond making the bed/taking out the garbage/doing the dishes every once in a while.

An oversized hand me down, it fit…for a while (okay there I’m being really metaphorical because I don’t actually mean it “fit” anywhere - this thing was a bloody bohemith). Until all of a sudden it didn’t. Not in a ‘ew, that color/style is so last season’ kind of away, but in a ‘it’s time to be grown ups and get the couch we want’ kind of way.

Whether it’s a couch, or a city, or a job, or a relationship, sometimes things can fit for a long long time….before they don’t fit whatsoever. I’m grateful we have the means to correct this little example, and I hope we have more than the means (like the courage, strength and resolve) to rectify the bigger more complicated examples of the same thing…when or if they arise.

So first, I thank my parents for the couch that saw us through the first thirty one months of our live-in relationship. And second, I thank Adam for his genuine “YES, I WAS THINKING THE SAME THING” response when I first proposed we make a change.

And on another note…

kittytoys

There were 38 of those little foamy kitty toys under the couch. By the time I took this photo, one of them had already made their way through the kitchen and under the bathroom door. And yes, there are two of them that are still in their wrappers.

Feel free to judge or mock anytime here.

5 Comments »

  • Wendell said:

    I would *totally* mock you for the kitty toys, but I just don’t know where to begin…

  • Jenny said:

    THIRTY EIGHT OF THEM. You’re lucky that they didn’t start their own colony, elect a leader and create a plan to overthrow you. Seriously, that couch went out just in time.

  • Rachel (author) said:

    It gets worse…there were four in a tube that I subsequently found on the kitchen counter. Which brings the grand total up to…

    Forty-two.

  • Heather said:

    Wish we had a picture of the couch going in and out of the window at your first apartment!! LOL

  • Rachel (author) said:

    LOL. That would have been hilarious! The first time, there wouldn’t have been enough hands (and there was that pesky storm a brewin’) and the second time I believe you and I were making sure the apartment was ‘ready’ for the couch while the boys wrangled it out of the window. AMAZING.

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