Well I'm Stuffed.

When Gary and I got married, we got to pick out and buy furniture for the first time in our lives. Naturally, we ended up coming home with this guy:

Because really, what newlywed couple doesn't want a gigantic $200 bean bag chair??? It's called a "Sitsational" and let me tell you, the product lives up to its name. We were fully satisfied with its performance; so satisfied, in fact, that one night one of us who shall remain nameless decided to take it over to our friend's house for a guys' movie night, dragged it over a sharp piece of metal and ended up ripping a giant hole in it. BUT I WON'T NAME NAMES.

That happened about six months after we got it, and it's been sitting on the giant desk* in our basement ever since. Last week when we had to destroy the desk with a sledgehammer because that was the only means of removing it from the basement, we were forced to make a decision as to whether or not we wanted to try to salvage the sitsash as we so lovingly refer to it. We decided to try to fix it, which we knew would mean removing all its stuffing, sewing up the rip and then restuffing it. What we were not prepared for was GOOD GRAVY THAT'S A LOTTA STUFFING.

But I'm happy to report that the Sitsuation (see what I did there?) has been contained.

I'll leave you with a bit of a warning: Should you ever decide to purchase one of these or merely bring it up frequently in conversation, at some point you will end up cursing accidentally.

*Is it possible I've never blogged about this??? I tried searching for it just now and came up with nothing. Stop me if you've heard this one, (GET IT?! You can't!) but long story short, my dad gave us this giant desk he got from his work right before we got married, but when we got it up here we realized it wouldn't fit in our tiny house so we decided to put it in the basement. Gary backed the truck up to the basement door and started to slide it out of the truck bed and down the stairs but lost his grip, and that is the story of how we destroyed our bottom three basement stairs before we even moved into our house.