That never happened. The re-wiring would require lots of money and someone brave enough to crawl under the house so instead I've defaulted into a family room filled with toys that we call a playroom and a formal living room that I force everyone to use so as to not waste the square footage and better natural light. The point I'm trying to make is that the playroom became the default spot, a place where 'useful' and 'comfortable' far outweigh 'attractive' or even 'mildly appealing'. Enter the ottomans:
|These are in much better shape then mine. No before pics because they were that gross.|
These are them, in an image stolen from whence I purchased them, Overstock.com. They are cubes of stiff foam that you can sit on if needed and can kick and flip around with your feet for optimal lounging comfort. In our old home the dark sage green matched well with the decor in our great room. In this house,where we inherited a lot of furniture and other pieces, including the rug in the playroom, they don't go at all. Their constant use for snacking and grubby kid handling have also made them dirty beyond the help of even Resolve Foam Cleanser.
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