Once again I have to eat my words - it's not as though that doesn't happen often. I'm having the (as I called it) "sorry excuse for furniture" repaired and reupholstered. Several years ago I had a man and wife team upholster several pieces for me and they are still perfect - better than new, really. I recently recommended them to my friend and neighbor, Shirley. Today the fellow returned her sofa and four club chairs looking like new. Then it hit me - why on earth didn't I have them evaluate my loveseat to see if it's worth repairing and reupholstering. After evaluating the loveseat he pointed out where the problem is (it's the springs) and it's an easy fix. The frame is solid wood - well built. Needless to say I'm having the "sorry excuse for furniture" repaired and recovered. He'll pick it up next week and bring fabric samples. This won't take any longer than ordering a new loveseat and waiting for it to be delivered. I'm very happy with this arrangement.
The boys will be here in about 45 minutes and I have to be ready to play Nana. It's not like that's a problem - it's my favorite role. Well, except for being Harry's bestest buddy and sweetheart.