… cannot be emphasized enough. And sure, we all know how dangerous it is to sit too much, so I am not only talking literally about sloughing on the sofa doing nothing, even if that is important as well. Especially for those with a constant need to prove themselves and lacking the ability to slow down and relax. Sofa time, that is when you nurture your relationship with you husband, while he is sitting in his favourite chair and you occupy the corner seat of the sofa. Chatting about mundane things like how funny the neighbor is or sharing dreams of leaving the darkness of this season behind and moving abroad. Feeling angry and sad about all the racism and hatred that seem to suddenly show up like ugly mushrooms after a rainy season.
Sofa time is when you watch TV together or then he watches TV while you loose yourself at Netflix, but you still share the same room and space, commenting on some silliness showing up either on the big screen or the small one.
And sofa time is when you finally occupy that coveted sofa that is so popular that you never have a chance on it. Sinking deep down into its soft cushions and then starting to write on that blog post on your beloved iPad (best buy ever btw!). And no, it did not happen this time either. Damn, that sofa is popular. Which is why I now have to come up with a strategy. The coffee shop opens at 10 am, so I will choose one particular Monday when I am not very busy at work (June?) and line up behind the doors one minute before opening time, then doing my very best to elbow my way to the sofa. Because, folks, size does matter and so does space.
A sofa can take many shapes…
My Magic Mondays 
This is so true! We spent ages agonising over the perfect sofa…but the times we both get to sit on it together are rare! Great post x
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Thank your Eleanor! And our old sofa has gone through so much it is impossible to get rid of 🙂
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