I was shifting the cushions on my couch, you know the one I just bought back in February when my dad got out of the hospital and there's a tear in the fabric inside the couch. Its nowhere where anyone could see it, but I know its there. The stuffing is poking out.
I don't know if something snagged it the few times the sofa bed was opened or what happened. Its not even in a place where I'd lay blame on the cats, because they don't go under the furniture. They prefer to be on it.
I just can't believe this. We haven't even had the couch for 6 months and I spent $500 for it! My brother paid for the new chair.
I want to scream right now.
That was my whole tax return.
I could cry.
No, I am crying.
Why does everything get ruined? WHY! WHY! WHY@
Poetry Sunday (April 19)
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