Trash or Treasure?

Walking home one cold night, I spotted a huge brown shadow in the corner of my eye. Being the curious girl that I am, I turned my head to get a better view. Oh, it’s a sofa! I stopped in my tracks. After a quick inspection, I decided to take it home. Hey, Ric, Tommy, stop! Look what I found! Let’s carry it home! Of course, when I said let’s I really meant them. Well, I was a girl, right? These are certainly times when being a girl is advantageous. Excited, I watched them carry it and I gave a lame effort in trying to help (I actually made it worse because I tipped it slightly forward so that they ended up having to walk faster). Anyhow, as they heaved and complained, I gave the sofa a more thorough look. Wow, it’s real leather! The brown colour was a little bit yucky (it was the colour of cheap chocolate), but it’s not too bad. Hey, it’s free! It wasn’t the prettiest thing around, but hey, I needed a couch. I’ve been using my mattress as a bed/sofa and it’s not exactly great. I was about to fork out $150 to buy a new one too. So it was the perfect timing.

 And just last night, I picked up an old coffee table off the streets, too. I swear, the best part of Korea so far has been all this free stuff! Who would’ve thought. Carrying the coffee table home was a nuisance (because this time I didn’t have Tommy nor Ric!) Audrey was kind enough to lend me a helping hand. It’s okay! I can manage on my own! My stubborn self spoke. But I’m so thankful she helped me anyway because I would not have been able to cross the road carrying that on my own!

Slowly, I’m piecing together my apartment, trying my best to make it more homey without the investment. Afterall, I’m only going to be here for a year. Layering on a pretty black laced runner and lighting some candles (to cover the flawed spot on the coffee table), I sat back into my sofa. Ahh….this is nice…It’s funny, because I began to think how I’ve grown to like the yucky brown sofa. After putting on a rug throwover, it looked much nicer (and it is really really soft).

Something that someone regarded as trash has made it to my home and is now treasured by me. Oh, it must be fate! Sitting on my couch, I think about what kinds of things this couch has encountered. It probably has watched alot of TV, lived through couples fighting, maybe had kids climb up and down it, or even had a cat that slept on it. And now, here it is, with me in my little apartment. Maybe I could give it some quiet and peace that it needed. Or maybe, it’s the couch that’s keeping me company. I don’t know. I just like the idea that somebody’s junk has now become my gem.

And just like that, something that someone didn’t want is now loved by me…….