Sunday, December 07, 2014
no feet on the sofa
How you were raised sometimes comes back to haunt you. I remember my mom (and dad) would always tell us, to get our feet off the sofa. I had this on my list of things I was going to do, when I became a grown up with a sofa all my own.
Now, here I am - a grouchy old lady and it has become a pet peeve of mine. NO FEET ON MY SOFA. Okay, never-mind, that I have a old sofa with one of those stretch covers on it. and Never mind, that I allowed my dogs to lay on the sofa. It's my sofa and my house and MY RULES.
I've trained my sons. I also do not allow feet on the coffee table. However, Char doesn't get it. She has clammy feet that are soaking wet all the time. She also has athletes foot that she has pretty much all year. I have caught athletes foot before, by going barefoot on the same hardwood floor - when one of my nanny kids, had athletes foot and it was hard to get rid of. It is contagious.
So last night I had a babysitting gig, with my former nanny kids, and when I came home the husband and Char were watching a movie. And there she was - in all her glory. Clammy feet tucked into my sofa pillows - I immediately said something. She says what she always says, "I forgot."
I want to get a new sofa and carpet this year. I am trying to train her NOW. She doesn't get it. I know she probably has trashed the inside of the RV. I haven't been inside for months because I know it will make me sick.
Am I going to have to put up signs????? So right now, I have the cover off the sofa and in the wash. It's hard to wrestle with the sofa, to get that cover back on. Maybe I should have her, do it by herself as a way for that lesson to make an imprint on her. I don't know yet.
NOTE: Husband doesn't want to "hurt" her feelings, so he allows it, even though he too, does not like FEET ON THE SOFA. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
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