Sofa!

I have just ordered a sofa to replace my tiny cheap Ikea sofa that is really more of a seat. Alas, it is not online so I can’t link to it, but it is pretty much the opposite of my existing one, a sort of Chesterfield with sprung seat (no cushions) and buttoned back, in a heathery greeny-purple wool tweed. I even checked it would fit through the door. It’s brilliant. Photos will follow in 6 weeks when it turns up.

Does this mean that I am officially a grown-up? And if so, does that mean I have to face up to the “where is life going, what do I need to get my act together over in 2012” review that I’ve been avoiding? But today I do not care, for I have a sofa!