Our couch officially died today. It's been dying a slow, painful death for a while now, but today, it died. Jason looked at me and said, "well, I can feel the rod when I sit on the couch now." We would sit on it and hear pops and creaks. Our loveseat's leg used to turn around in circles all the time, so it was really only a matter of time. So, we went shopping on Black Friday and just happened upon a good deal for a new living room set. We were planning on getting a new set early next year anyway, and I guess it's good timing, seeing as how we are having visitors for Christmas. Our couch has served us well. Our next door neighbor, Nancy, has lived in this neighborhood for a long time and works at her church. We felt kind of guilty throwing the couches away without at least asking if she knew anyone who might need them. I mean, they were of no use to us anymore but you never know in life who might just need the very thing you don't need anymore, even if ...