As some of you may know, my mom re-upholsters for a living. Her shop is approximately 2 miles from my apartment. I volunteered to help her out with some stuff this fall, mostly tearing apart furniture she's not going to fix. Tonight was the first night. We spent three solid hours simpy rearranging all of her crizznap.

Good lord that woman is a packrat.

Also, if anyone wants an armchair, can get it to their house from here, contact me and I'll see what we can work out.

Seriously. There are like 8 armchairs just waiting for a new owner to pick out a beautiful fabric for them.