The pretty picture I started this post with is to rope you in as it has nothing to do with my post at all. But it is pretty and I felt I owed you eye candy given what follows. Sneaky? Maybe. But necessary.
Meet my new sofa. Comfortable does not even do it justice. Unbelievable is more like it. Ninety four inches long! The lines are a dream. I love the comfort and get ready, I love the flea market price of $100.00!! Someone else bought it right away, but as the day went on, she could not get it home, so I SCORED! But I am a bit on the fence as the wear and tear on this gem could be almost too cruddy to be cruddy-cool. Make sense? It has some rips inside the seat and that makes me know there could be life there, and that is not what we need, more beings living here. You know how people often say the picture they are showing you does not do a person or thing justice? Well, these do the sofa more justice than it deserves. I couldn't take a bad shot of this baby, almost like it knew what I was up to! Odd, but true, so don't get all ohmygodleaveitjustlikeitis on me, until you factor that in person, it is not this good.
So, what to do?
Option one-Clean her up and revolve my room around this interesting shade of blue that I and child four adore, but may shelter an entire universe inside??? I will clean it well, but still, it is from the sixties-we see the original tag on the bottom of the sofa-so there could be some hippie bed buds living in a seat commune and well, how do you get them packing?
Ew.
Option two-Recover in a delicious, buttery soft, creme leather. I am a wholesaler who just happens to design leather books so I will not need to rob a bank for the leather, just a
7-11. (John, please breathe. This is just a thought. I know upholstery was not in the plan as you helped me lug it home with a huge smile on your face, but I fully plan on driving the getaway car if we go with this option.)
Option three-YOU TELL ME!!!
It's a diamond in the rough and if I just stick it in the playroom, part b of option one, it will be like, gee, thanks lady, why didn't you just let me fall out on the highway and call it a day. Yet option two is a bit scary as well (see above) and the blue color is one of the things that made me adore it in the first place. Oh, the drama.
Ok. Enough said. I believe my dilemma is clear. I could really use some input.
Please.