Damn you, NPR! You’ve reminded me of yet another idea I’ve had for a long time and never did anything about: The Deep-Seated Meaning Of The American Sofa. (Good headline by the way.)
Read Linton Weeks’ story, it’s an intriguing look at an under-explored aspect of our lives. I’ve always felt that the sofa (or couch) has important psychic meaning for individuals, and if you get someone talking about their personal sofa stories you’ll learn an awful lot about them. Sofas are significant witnesses to — and often participants in — every phase of our lives, at various times shaping and reflecting our ideas about nurturing, status, family, relationships, sex, money and culture. In my time on earth I have experienced and learned many things through …
- Sofa beds
- Sofas covered in plastic
- The It’s-a-Futon-But-It’ll-Do Trend
- The ridiculous Gargantuan Sofa Trend
- The uncomfortable Post-Modern Sofa Trend
- The annual summer-break Student-Sofa-Disgorgement Trend
- Sofa phobias
- Basement sofas
- Eating on sofas
- Boyfriends on sofas
- Houseguests sleeping on sofas
- Pets shedding on sofas
- Tears shed on sofas (my own, others’)
- The sofa-in-coffee-shop trend
- First hand-me-down sofa (received, given)
- First sofa bought with my own earnings
- First Bona Fide Adult Sofa
- People who, when given the chance, will / will not take the third spot on a sofa
- Sofa napping
- Sofa depressions (literal, mental, figurative)
- Sofa mistakes (OMG it won’t fit through the door!)
- Sofa remorse (why why why did I go with a pattern?)
- Unwelcome roommate sofas
- Losing things in sofas
- Finding things in sofas
So, I am thinking … Sofa Story Corps. I gotta get on that.
When young, I had a green plush sofa I’d picked up from a dump. Broken springs, scratchy and with a hideous leaf pattern but my five cats (Maude and her three soon-to-be-given-away kittens) really liked it, I guess, because after a few months of finding stuffing everywhere I turned the sofa around and discovered the cats had burrowed into the sofa, completely disemboweled it and made a lovely nest. Better than finding bed bugs, yes?
Lordy! Those are some pretty hard-working cats you had. Did the sofa feel plusher or lumpier when they were nestled inside?