Martha Stewart will have to wait

I've been spending a good amount of time the last few days online searching for couch slipcovers. As many people noted, the couch my mom gave me is a very light cream color/stain magnet. And, since I'm pretty much a professional klutz and I own a dog with an affinity for making messes, the couch had to be covered. It's currently covered in a sheet but, truth be told, it's the sheet set I typically use on my bed so I kind of want it back. Hey, did you know most slipcovers are super boring? Do a quick Google image search. You'll see what I mean. Why would I want to cover boring with more boring??

Seems fine to me, Mom. Wrap it up. I'll take it.

I had the bright idea to look on Pinterest to see if there was a do-it-yourself tutorial so that I could make my own slipcover instead. I found quite a few, and started getting excited. And then? Then...I started pricing fabric. I'd probably need between 14 and 16 yards to make the slipcover. For some reason, in my head, fabric is like two bucks a yard. It turns out it's more like $6–$10 a yard. I was hoping to spend no more than $40 for the fabric, but unless I can find a helluva good deal, it would cost me more like $80–$150, meaning I'd have to save up for it. <yawn!>




All I can say is Martha Stewart must have started out loaded because this whole doing it yourself thing is a lot more expensive than I thought. It looks like the sheet is staying for a while. Maybe I can fulfill my crafting hankering by making fancy couch pillow covers instead.

Yesterday I decided to do my run at the park. I wasn't feeling like running at all and since it's an out-and-back and once you get out, you have to go back, it was a good plan. I mean, I have yet to get someone to give me a piggy-back ride back to my car. I'll keep trying.

Maybe if I buy one of these.

After about 1/4 mile I was this close to turning back around. But I didn't. A group of police recruits gave me an ego boost by running even slower than me. Passing a bunch of panting, red-faced "men's men" in their special matching shirts: WIN! I can only hope they run faster by the time they become actual police officers. They aren't the smartest, however. One of them stopped me to ask "where does this trail go?" So their plan must have just been to run until the world ends. I don't know about you, but I typically research any new running spots to see where they go. I don't have real faith in our future police officers, you guys.

Today's workout will be washing the car (it's a rest day, really), before my long run tomorrow. I'd better research some routes, lest someone mistake me for a police recruit.