I\u2019d been asking Tom to get rid of that old couch for months. \u201cTom,\u201d I\u2019d say, \u201cwhen are you taking the couch out? It\u2019s practically falling apart!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So, last Saturday, after watching that moldy piece of furniture use up half of our living room for another week, I finally snapped. I rented a truck, wrangled the thing out by myself, and took it straight to the dump. By the time I got back, I was pretty proud of myself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
When Tom got home later, he barely got past the entryway before his eyes went wide at the sight of the brand-new couch I\u2019d bought. For a second, I thought he\u2019d thank me, or at least smile.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTomorrow,\u201d he\u2019d mumble without looking up from his phone. Or sometimes, \u201cNext weekend. I swear, this time for real.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I\u2019d been asking Tom to get rid of that old couch for months. \u201cTom,\u201d I\u2019d say, \u201cwhen are you taking the couch out? It\u2019s practically falling apart!\u201d So, last Saturday, after watching that moldy piece of furniture use up half of our living room for another week, I finally snapped. I rented a truck, wrangled the thing out…<\/p>\n