Last week, I saw an ad online for a sectional couch. The ad stated that it was brand new 6 months ago and he just needed something smaller. I asked if he could hold it until the weekend and John and I set out to pick up this couch.
Get the couch home and it was beautiful. No wear and tear and the seller's claim to be new 6 months ago seemed to be accurate, it truly was a beautiful couch. The kids loved the couch, the cushions were like a bean bag on top and they would find their cozy spot and watch tv.
The next day, the house smelled like cigarette smoke. With Connor's allergies and John's asthma issues, I knew that this couch was going to be an issue. I scoured all over Google to find a solution to get cigarette smoke out of upholstery. Found a commercial grade odor remover at Lowe's and sprayed the couch. Lysol'd the house, Febreeze'd the carpets...and it still stunk.
I was sick to my stomach that we were just out this money, knowing that nobody would want to buy it once they smelled the stink.
This morning, I thought, Honesty is the best policy. I posted an ad on Craigslist looking for a smoker who is looking for a couch. In about 3 minutes, my phone was ringing and a lady really wanted to buy it. She called back and said she has rented a truck and will be over to pick it up.
I was able to re-coup the money that was put out for this couch. I really wish that the original seller would have been up-front and stated that he was a smoker on his ad- he surely would have been able to sell it. Instead he sprayed Febreeze all over it hoping that I wouldn't notice the stink.
Here is my beauty that I have to give up...