Attack of the Giant Bean Bag

So because our home theater has a couch that only seats 3 (perfect for us when no one else is over), I was determined to find a LoveSac on Craigslist so when we did have people over, I wouldn't have to sit on the floor.

I found the one below...

Let's just say that when we saw the bean bag in the girl's apartment, it seemed small. It, however, did not seem so small when we were trying to cram it into the back of our Honda Civic. Side note: If you ever need a good workout, try shoving something 3x larger into the space you actually have. Jeff was sweating, I was sweating, and as I drove home shoved against the steering wheel with no view through the back window, I wondered what we had done.

And in case you aren't quite sure just how large it really is, on LoveSac's website, it says it's 6' in diameter. SIX FEET! It was the size of our couch...actually it was bigger.

Needless to say, it barely fit through our front door (behind Ashley in the top picture) and it was not making it into the home theater room. So I desperately tried to stuff it in the corner of our living room and as it was trying to topple over our side table, I rushed to Craigslist and reposted it...praying that someone would buy it. Soon.

Luckily, a lady came by the next evening to buy it. She backed her minivan in our driveway, lifted the back hatch, and Jeff and I shoved the monstrosity that no one should even call a bean bag into her van as quickly as possible in hopes she too wouldn't notice how large it was. It worked, she paid me, drove off, and I haven't heard from her since.

Here's another picture of Ashley absolutely loving it. She did not want to get rid of it!

It does have a happy ending though, that night after the lady bought the SuperSac (that's what it's actually called), I found another LoveSac. We were smarter this time...it was smaller (4'), we drove my parents XL7 over there (the joy I had when it just slipped right into the back cannot be described), and most importantly I drove home with ample room between my ribcage and the steering wheel.

It was a good night.