::alio!::

my couch is gone

My brother took my sofabed this morning. He came in with three other guys, and, using guy logic, managed to get it down three flights of narrow stairs and out the door with no damage done.

But now I only have one small couch (that really only seats two) in my massive living room. And there are still boxes everywhere.

There also is a tremendous amount of space for me to fill with boxes, however. And now I want to move everything else that we're not taking with us: our kitchen table, my African statue, Andy's arcade machine . . .

My house is so chaotic now and so unlike my little nest of domestic bliss that it was that I just want to get the hell out of there.