Scaling the Fabric Peak

I pushed off the sofa cushion and scrambled right up the curved slope of the armrest! My plastic boots gripped the rough, woven threads pretty well, though I almost slid back down twice. Right at the crest, I leaned over the edge to survey the wide hardwood floor below. It felt like standing on top of a skyscraper, even if it's just armrest height. I gripped the corner seam, leaned forward, and took in the view—first successful climb in the books!