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Cleaned couch ๐Ÿ›‹️

 This spring the couch looked like this.

 So today I vacuumed and kitchen, entryway, and office.  I also mopped the office and kitchen and entry way with Lysol floor cleaning bottle.  And a water vacuum to keep the dog hair mites out of the house ๐Ÿก and flying about out of the vacuum.  The water vacuum has a hepa filter and I also vacuumed out my other hepa filter with my rabbit air filter minus2.

It’s working a lot better now, and just prepping to rearrange the house ๐Ÿก thanks to Bryan for helping me move a couch ๐Ÿ›‹️ in the house ๐Ÿก August.7th at 8 pm at night.  They guy was helpful coming over to help me move it so late ⏰.



My last dog, Finn would sleep on the couch after a walks out in a wet field in mud and long grass. You were just dry off on the couch till they could come back inside or get some time to get wiped down.

He sort of ruined the couch ๐Ÿ›‹️ by couldn’t get rid of it because that was my first purchase from quitting smoking in 2007.  
Has quit smoking for six months and I bought a couch from Leon’s, as I was building houses in Construction. ๐Ÿฆบ 
It really was my first piece of furniture I bought, Living on my own.

Kim and I cleaned it and finally put it in the office, and it looks like a new couch ๐Ÿ›‹️.  Well it’s newer now that it’s been cleaned ๐Ÿงน.


A complete change from what it did look like, so it’s a huge success.  We think we could bring back couches from instinction to brand new as a business.  As long as it doesn’t have bed bugs.

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But it’s just been a hugely recover process for the couch.  A second chance you could say.  Looks amazing though a good change.  Just took some work to do and people have said it’s surprisingly good ๐Ÿ˜Š.  Looks way better and usually people don’t put in work to restore there stuff.


It made a special project for sure ๐Ÿ‘ 

I find it hard to see it back in the house after being in garage then the shed then garage to clean up. It’s been a rough start for the couch but a second life for it now.


It sounds like you've been through quite a journey with your couch! It's great to hear that you were able to clean it up and give it a new life, especially since it holds such sentimental value for you. It’s not just a piece of furniture; it represents a significant milestone in your life, like quitting smoking and living on your own.


It’s amazing how much a bit of cleaning and effort can transform something that seemed ruined into something that looks brand new again. Your idea of potentially turning this restoration experience into a business is intriguing! Bringing old couches back to life for others could be a unique niche, especially if you focus on quality cleaning and restoration.


Do you have any specific plans for your couch now that it's all cleaned up, or perhaps for the restoration business idea?

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It’s in the office now, and I’m having a hard time leaving it to go back to bed.  ๐Ÿ›Œ it’s just restored, in my mind which I’m having lots of feelings and emotions about it. I didn’t think it’d be back in the house, honestly.







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