Yes those chairs saw and heard alot. Our happy days and our really sad days when we lost so many of our loved ones. This is where we would gather to discuss how we would go on. Plus through every life crisis we have had. We sit in the chairs and discuss our next plan of action. Lately it has been the new house and I don't think the chairs got it....they never saw it coming...they just thought...omg more bullshit they will never leave here. When Gord was putting the new chairs together last night I was thinking...hmmmm I hope they don't get wind of their replacements....or by morning we will a chair fight on our hands....but they went gracefully .... beat up, full of dog hair, beer farts, and sentimental memories. Bye Bye youse guys...we promise not to make any memories with the slack assed chairs we bought. The chairs we bought are just cheapies so it won't look like we still live in 1980's...when we sell the house. We will be able to use them in the new house but in a different capacity.
We sat in the new chairs last night. They swivel. And the back goes so far down you can almost sleep in it. While I was swiveling and making myself dizzy...Gord was sleeping. We know how to have a good time.
The new chairs and ottomans look like they have Donald Duck feet. Or an upside down ceiling fan.