Favorite Chair

My daughter brought my grandson by for a visit the other day. I guess she could not find anyone else home - and I am not sure if I am kidding or not.

It was a pleasant surprise but immediately after she left I sat back down in my favorite chair - my office/computer chair - just over 12 years old - used 16-18 hours daily almost every day for those 12 years. It had followed me for 6 moves and even survived a three day exile to the basement when my ex-wife tried to get rid of it.

When I sat down, something snapped and the chair started dropping to the floor and leaning to the right. I slid off to the right to my right knee. My arm ended up on top of my printer - luckily I was able to press that hand to the wall and hold my weight off the printer.

I was stuck there for about ten minutes while trying stand up without using the printer or broken chair as a crutch. It is a bitch when your body does not work right anymore.

My daughter went to the store for me today - she took the base of the chair to her husband to see if he can weld the part that broke.

I must say I miss it much - I sure hope I get it back.