I Hate Recliners!
See this recliner? Picture it in your mind twice because we have two of them, perfect condition, less than two years old and hideous for sitting comfort. Big mistake purchase.
See this recliner? Try to forget you saw it. Had to come out of it's hiding place in a bedroom when leather recliners proved unworkable for me. Paused in the living room only long enough for me to decide what to do about hideous leather recliners. Now on its way to the trash, or Goodwill, or somewhere out of my house.
See this recliner? Picture it twice. I now own two of them. Will be delivered on Thursday.
See this chair? Look at it quickly. It's on it's way to Goodwill tomorrow.
If I hate recliners and I hate making decisions, how did this happen? The plan was to buy one chair to replace the ugly worn recliner.
I made the mistake of sitting in the just purchased recliner with the electric motor adjustment. Absolutely loved it but there was a problem. I could not, in good conscience, buy that chair for myself and not buy one for Bob. It's difficult these days for him to push back a recliner or even use the ones with the lever on the side. This chair will be wonderful for him, but I didn't go to buy a chair for him. I went to buy a chair for myself.
Now what am I going to do? Chairs everywhere you look? Daughter leaves Tuesday morning. Monday afternoon she will take the rocking chair to Goodwill and the worn recliner somewhere out of my sight. I don't care where.
Once that's done we will move one of the hideous leather recliners to a corner in a bedroom until such time as it can be joined by it's mate to burn in hell. That will not happen as long as Bob lives.
The two new recliners will reside in the living room along with one of the hideous leather recliners. Got that? Good, because I'm not sure I do.