Back in the old days we used to get our couch reupholstered from time to time. In fact, my parents bought a couch—from Goodwill!—in 1945, when they lived in Manhattan, and we had that thing shipped all over the world with us to three countries and multiple states, getting it recovered several times over the years. After both parents had died, and I couldn’t take it with me, I finally put it in the dumpster—in 2003. I still feel guilty about it, though. That couch had good bones and probably had a couple years left in it.

If you can find an upholsterer you could give that info to someone willing to take it and get it completely redone. I appreciate you taking the time to repurpose something that doesn’t belong in the landfill. I googled and multiple local places came up, so it’s doable.