I do get attached to stuff. I hate to admit it. Not all stuff but when I like something… I hang on to it and take care of it for as long as I can. This red sofa fell into my life. One day I stopped at a random reseller. I loved it. It was made so much nicer than all the crap at the chains. I did not know where I would put it but I had to have it. Plus, I had been living this beige life for a while and this was so much more me. However, 14 years later , and in its second home, filled with cats that love it more than I do, it has seen enough. I have to say goodbye to it next week as we prepare to put a new floor in that room. It was a work fixture and has served me well. I am actually sad about a piece of furniture. It’s weird but it is where we are at in life.