A CHAIR

 

It is a gorgeous day, cool, only 59 F at 11:40; but wonderful Sunshine. Yes, another late start. I had a dentist appointment this Morning, and we had to put together my new office chair, and in there lies a story.

My old chair [it was only 3 or 4 years old] developed a lean to the right, that sometimes could be corrected by swiveling the base around. It got worse and worse and it allowed me to lean back way to far. I didn't mind it too much, I learned to adapt to it, and it was generally comfortable, after swiveling the base in exactly the right spot.

Jamie was worried that I would tip over. I did once trying to reach into the bottom of a waste basket retrieving a receipt. We decided to order new chair. The new chair was delivered Wednesday but we were involved with other things, so it sat on the porch in its box. Yesterday, evening we brought in the chair from the porch; it came in several pieces. We decided we would put it together this afternoon, when I was finished with my blog.

I usually spend the last hour of my evening [11:30 PM – 12:30 AM] at my desk. I peruse the internet a little, read Heavenletters {an inspirational message} and play solitaire. Last night as I was playing solitaire, my chair started leaning back, it kept leaning back, I tried to grab the edge of the desk to slow the motion, no such luck it dumped me on the floor. It made some noise, but not enough to wake Jamie, sound asleep upstairs. After a period of laying on my back, with my legs up in the air, resting on what used to be the seat of the chair, I devised a strategy for getting up. On inspection, I noted the castor had broken off one of the splayed legs.

The first chance I had, I said to Jamie, “Are you one of those people who think inanimate objects have no feelings? That chair dumped me on the floor because it was insulted that we bought a new chair.” Jamie responded, “I rather think, I am psychic, and I knew it was ready to break.” Well perhaps, although sometimes I think, things we use all the time, are affected by our thoughts and opinions of them. I am careful of what I say to my car. Of course, we both could be right.

I have to get used to this new chair. The adjustments don't work the same as the old chair, and as the old chair leaned back to freely, this one doesn't lean back at all. I'll figure it out.

Except to say, that all is well on Laughing Water Farm, I don't have much to write about. It is getting late I haven't had a bite to eat and I need to do the dishes.

Have a great Friday! Celebrate!

Love and Peace, Gregg