now that's feng shui

I don't know if I've mentioned it before, but we live in our basement. That's where the TV is, so most nights, we retreat underground for a few hours of old Friends episodes or other mindless drivel. In the rarely-used upstairs, we have a beautiful, untouched leather couch. This past weekend, Matt decided to move it to the other wall, and it was like some kind of weird, furniture-moving ephiphany. Over the past few days, we have sat on that couch more than in the last six months combined. Maybe it's because you see it right when you walk in the living room. Maybe it's because we're tired of freezing down in the basement. I guess it doesn't really matter. Now I'm no longer annoyed about spending money on a couch that is never used. And we have good family time upstairs without the TV. You know, real high quality time spent telling Vegas to get down and stop licking the dishes in the sink. It's precious.