Anatomy of a Sofa: Musings from the Evil Stepmother

It's funny how sometimes the sentimental value we attach to something can tramp everything else we might have otherwise held against it. This is a wonderful story, thank you for sharing it!

Beautiful sofa ... beautiful story1

I loved your story----I am glad to hear that other people get attached to objects . This explains why when I sold my car, I stood there and cried like a baby. I felt like I had lost my best friend. I had even named her Victoria. I would be so low on gas and I would say "Just get me home Victoria before we run out AND SHE WOULD !!

As the mother of 4 (now grown) children & 2 (now grown) step-sons, I can relate to, & appreciate your story. What wonderful memories that sofa has helped to create! Thank you for posting this. I enjoyed it.