One Friday night, the hubby came home and noticed there was a lamp on the floor, no sofa (I had put it in storage because I could not stand looking at the fabric anymore), and no end tables! They only thing that the hubby saw was our ten-year-old TV that my faithful handyman Andy accidentally dropped while trying to move us in– he only weighs 100 pounds! Needless to say, this is not what the hubby had in mind when he ventured home for the weekends to watch football--no sofa, no end tables, and a broken TV. So one Friday night, after venturing home from Greenville, the hubby said, “Get what you need to fix the place up” and to use my discretion! Deep down, he knew that the sofa would never come out of storage until he agreed to have it reupholstered, and since he was so busy he didn’t have time for silly things like picking out fabric! With him traveling, and only interested in having a sofa to watch football on, this was my small chance of starting up my almost-Bachelorette apartment! Below is one of my favorites!