Tonight my husband, Rob, and I were relaxing and watching some House of Cards episodes. I was reclined on the couch with my feet up, leaning back on a couple of pillows. The pillows slipped a bit so I was trying to scoot myself up and back so I was more upright than laying down.
Then it happened.
The couch rebelled and attacked me by stabbing me in the rear. IT HURT!! But that wasn't enough for my unruly couch. It then totally grabbed me and I could not get up. I was attached to that couch somehow, and was in a bit of a panic.
My loving husband didn't seem to notice a thing. I had to holler to him to please pause the show and come rescue me from the couch. Now mind you, the couch and chair are right beside each other. I jsut don't know how he didn't know that the couch was trying to swallow me whole!
When I finally got his attention by telling him the couch had me in it's grasp and I couldn't get up, his reaction was to first laugh and then second grab the camera! The thing is, there wasn't anyway to get a picture of what was really going on because I was fastened to the couch literally by the seat of my pants.
After some strange maneuvers, he was able to unattach my pajama bottoms from the broken spring in the couch and I was free. We went on to finish the episode we were watching and all was right with the world again.
However, I now have a hole in my PJ bottoms and my rear end hurts!
Talk to you again soon!
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