Yes, it has to go and it's all my fault. This is the couch in our family room, the room we spend most of our time in and I hate this couch. I bought it and I should have known better. I hate shopping, except online and so I thought I'd buy my couch online. I went to a furniture store I'd bought from before, picked out a style I liked, a fabric, chenille, that I know wears well, and a color I could live with even if I didn't love it.
They brought it out at no extra charge and it looked fine. Over time it wore fairly well, except for one problem, none of the cushions are reversible. I hadn't even thought to check for that, I'd assumed that all loose cushion couches were reversible, well there not. I can't reverse the cushions, can't flip them over and so they're wearing in ways they shouldn't, it doesn't look good and I'm not happy. Don't think Miss Kitty is happy either. She, who never scratches the furniture, preferring her scratching post, has started sharpening her claws on the end of the couch.
So this Fall, when the dust has settled I will venture forth, check cushions carefully and get me a new couch. The Salvation Army is welcome to this one.