Caution: I’m about to reveal just how exciting my life is. Don’t be too jealous.
Husband was out of town last night, and after I got Son in bed, I had the house to myself. It was nice. It was quiet. I poured myself a glass of wine, and turned on some music. Then I sat back, and got to work. I scrubbed my couch.
Yes, you read that right. With a glass of wine on one side, and a bowlful of water, upholstery cleaner, and rag on the other, I conquered every spot on my couch.
If you remember, I have two year old, and between him and Husband, our light-coloured couch has looked pretty awful. But not any longer. Now it gleams! It took me a little over an hour, and a ton of elbow grease, but I didn’t have to pay for a company to do it, or buy a new couch – which is what Husband wanted to do.
Of course, it probably won’t look nice for long, there’s still a two year old and Husband running around, but right now, you can’t tell by looking at the couch. Yay!