Gift a neighbor, teacher, co-worker
I recently got rid of the couch in our "office" and this greatly upset my co-worker (he's a great one, even does the dishes). He loved his couch it was his special unwinding spot, but when we got new furniture it simply no longer fit (it actually never did fit well, but I let it slide because he loved it so).
I tried to make amends with a small wingback chair but this offered little comfort to my dear co-worker and soon his unwinding TV time lost all appeal. He was a broken man in spirit and body (literally, his poor back is out).
So today I decided to gift him the recliner from our living room. It was to be a simple act of love, trade the wingback chair for the recliner, how hard could it be?
I'll tell you how hard.
Really, ridiculously hard.
Because the chunky recliner didn't fit in our bedroom full of chunky furniture either (someday I will do a post about the fact that our fairly large home, built in the 2000s, has such a tiny (relatively speaking) master bedroom and how we bought it anyway, after only one walk through).
At this point I had my heart set on giving my co-worker this gift of comfort so I had to make it work. Somehow I just had to.
And soon my quick fix turned into an all day, moving furniture to and fro, extravaganza.
After much swapping between the living room and my bedroom (someday I will do a post on how my smallish master bedroom is in direct view of the living room and how we bought it anyway after only one walk through) I finally made everything fit,
and my co-worker finally got his happy unwinding place back.
and I have now thrown my back out too.
No kidding, I really did.
Guess the "office" will be closed for awhile.