This is what six and a half pounds of Poly-fil looks like

On Friday, I stupidly purchased a six-and-a-half-pound box of Poly-fil to stuff three sofa cushions because I am a terrible judge of volume.

I had just finishing cramming the seat cushions back into their newly laundered covers (quite a feat — resembled sumo) when I heard it. A six-and-a-half-pound-box of Poly-fil landing on my porch with a mighty thud.

I reluctantly retrieved my box cutters from the garage and approached the box, which was bowing out along the sides. As I approached it, I read the warning.

I hate being startled. As a kid, I would run out of the room in the final seconds of a Perfection game. I approach a Pillsbury crescent roll tube with a spoon like I’m about to disarm a bomb. This message did not have me feeling great.

To my relief, the box did not explode when I cut the tape. The filling was tightly compressed in a plastic bag, and the bag itself was wrapped in clear packing tape.

This was the stressy part. Every time I peeled or cut a little bit of the tape, the bag would crackle. Thankfully, it never expanded with the velocity I expected.

I got to work and filled the cushions. I don’t have a photo of the finished sofa because it looks like a normal sofa, but it smells fresh (fresher than when I steam-cleaned), looks amazing (all of the tiny stains and dog schmutz are gone!) and the back cushions aren’t collapsing in the middle anymore.

Would you like to see how much I have left? Sure you do.

Not only does it NOT look smaller, it looks like I actually added more to it.

It looks like I’ll be sewing some pillows in the future.