Keeping the couch warm

Well, here I am, it's 11:15 on Thursday night and I've been on this darn couch for nearly 5 hours.  I think I have a permanent impression of where I sit on my family room couch.  In fact, I think the couch has become part of my body.  Oh...I long for the day when I can shop, vacuum (yes I said vacuum!).  I miss doing the vacuum dance every couple of days.  It's pretty bad when you miss doing housework!  I used to be one of those crazies that would take a brush and comb the fringe on my area rugs.  Yes....I did say comb my rug!  I don't miss that part of my life but I do miss, going to the mall, going out and dancing with my husband to the 70s and 80s music.  Mostly I miss doing fun things with my kids and grandkids.  My little 5 year old granddaughter asked me a couple of months ago, "Nana, why are you always on the couch?"  I told her that the couch was really a magic couch and that when she wasn't around, it took me for rides all over the world.  When she asked why she couldn't ride on the magic couch, I told her you had to be over 50 and her comment was "I'm going to be 50 in 3 years!  :)  She is only 5 and has no idea of how far from 50 she is.  Anyway, that is the deal with my couch.  When this transplant is over, I am going to take this couch to the good will and replace it with another one.  After this is all over, I never want to see this darn couch again. 

And on that note, I am going to COUCH this subject!