He bought an ‘uncomfortable’ ottoman from thrift store for $70, but couldn’t understand why it felt so different to the sofa it came with. Until one day he opened up a cushion and his life changed 😲😭

At one point or another in time we’ve likely all imagined what it might like to purchase, inherit, or stumble upon something that turned out to be far more valuable than we could have imagined.

Say, for example, an old vase handed down by your great grandmother that actually turned out to be centuries old and worth a fortune, or an old painting you picked up at a market that just so happens to have been painted by a world-famous artist who’s been dead for four-hundred years.
For the most part, such wishful thinking is exactly that: wishful thinking. The chances of you accidentally happening upon something that’s going to pocket you thousands of dollars are, unfortunately, very slim.
And yet odds are there to be upset. Just ask Howard Kirby, an elderly man who likes to go shopping for items at a secondhand store in Owosso, Michigan.
In December 2019, he set out to find some furniture for his man cave, and headed to the Habitat for Humanity ReStore to see what he could find. There he purchased a used couch and matching ottoman for a mere $70.

What he ended up getting was far more than he bargained for…
By all accounts it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary for Howard Kirkby to go to Habitat for Humanity ReStore whenever the mood for something new took him.

Yet all the things he bought secondhand would pale in comparison to the couch and matching ottoman he purchased one day for $70.

As per reports, Howard took home the set and placed them in his man cave, only to notice over the next few weeks that the ottoman felt “odd” when he sat on it.Given that there was an obvious difference in how comfortable it was in comparison to the sofa that it came with, Howard decided to investigate the matter. One day, he and his daughter unzipped one of the cushions, and were left utterly perplexed when they pulled out a locked box from inside.

Their surprise at finding the box was only amplified when they opened it to find stacks and stacks of hundred-dollar bills.

Howard, at that time a new retiree, counted the money and it came to a whopping total of $43,170.
“I still have to pinch myself to make sure I’m not dreaming or something,” he told WNEM.
Now, legally he could have kept the money, and you can believe us when we tell you he had plenty of reasons to seriously consider doing so.

As a divorced man, he had been down on his luck for some time. He had lost a kidney, a family member to cancer, and unfortunately, his son had also lost his job. Moreover, Howard’s house was in need of a new roof.

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