I Bought a Big Fat Chair

     When Laura and I moved to the new house, we had really crappy living room furniture -- okay, we had really crappy furniture all around the house, but we did something about the living room furniture; we threw it out.  Not only did we throw it out, we were really good people and waited until the trash guy was just about to pick it up, and we had the guys who were helping us move, to put all the pieces inside the big dumpster so that they would be picked up -- it didn't work out exactly as we had planned, but we tried.

    When the dumpster guy dumped the dumpster, the big fat chair we threw out went over the garage truck and sat on top of the guy's truck for quite a while until he was able to knock it down and then he put it back into the dumpster to be picked up the next time -- at least we didn't do it.  No one can blame us! We did laugh through. It was pretty funny to see. The garage man said if that was the worst thing to happen to him all day he'd be happy. Which begs the question, what happens to that man during the day?

    Anyway, we moved, and immediately we went to Big Lots and bought a really nice couch. I bought a big ottoman too, but that ended up being the pooch-pad -- and the cat pad. It's not used by anyone remotely human; we're not allowed.  It does serve a good purpose.  It is what it needs to be. The thing we don't have is a good big fat chair. We have a nice beautiful couch, and a sort of acceptable accent chair -- not a big fat beautiful chair. That needed to change.

    Because I'm an idiot, I did buy what I thought was going to turn out to be a big fat chair, but it wasn't. I didn't pay enough attention to it when I bought it - it was a narrow, lightweight item. If you sat in it too fast, it scooted across the hardwood floor - you could actually get hurt if you tripped over a dog and it did that.  Not a good look.  Eventually, because I never sat in it, it too became the domain for the fur-faces in my life. I bought a cover for it, but again, I didn't pay much attention to the size - it was for a big, fat, beautiful chair -- I tossed them all out! Bye!!

    This morning, just before getting up and going to the doctor's office -- to waste the good hours of the morning -- I decided to buy a chair on Amazon. This time, because I have been so lax in the past, I looked at all the measurements. I even took my handy-dandy tape measure and measured out exactly how big and fat it was -- it should be fine.  I didn't buy the cheap one. I want a good one.   This one has a heater and a massage roller as well. Yea. I may end up getting a cover, but I hope I don't have to. Frodo is the only one I worry about. He can end up clawless soon -- he really can. I'm not above making that happen. (Bilbo found out )

    

    The chair will be posted so you can admire it as well. I found it on Amazon because the same dang chair at the furniture store was about $70 more expensive, and they wanted $149 to deliver it -- in a box!  Yeah, that's not going to work for me. If it was assembled, I would consider a delivery fee -- $49 maybe, but $149 to deliver a box? No.  Amazon it is. Laura can put it together when she's feeling better. The cats will enjoy the box for a while. (They can't get in it, but they will get on it.)

    Yea! A new chair. Ginger will be happy. She and I would sit in the chair doing nothing more than just loving each other, and then I'd write in my journal, and she'd sit next to me. She's not a fan of the couch, and I don't know why -- I think the chair made her feel cozy. We'll see how it turns out for both of us. It arrives Wednesday, but I bet I won't sit in it until maybe Sunday. It's OK. I'm not in much of a rush.

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