New threads for your old ass

I once heard that “reupholstery” is one of, like, two words in the whole English language where a “ph” doesn’t mean “f.” Do you know if that’s actually true?

Years ago, our cranky old cat Tasha (r.i.p.) destroyed our sofa. Although we had the brilliant realization that fixing the furniture before the cat kicked the bucket would be a waste of money, we didn’t really mean to put it off for so long after her departure.

On the bright side, without procrastination we would have never discovered the fun fabric stores in our new neighborhood, which doubles as one of San Francisco’s interior design hubs. Hopefully, we’ll get around to posting pics of the finished product.

Not for our house, but they’re fun to touch.

Faster cutting through science.