The end of an era

My niece Lisa said that today on facebook when she saw that we had thrown out our two Lazy Boy chairs. It's kinda of funny because they are older than she is.  They are a part of her history with us.  I feel kind of bad for them.  They are sitting out in the front step topped on one another and laden with snow.  Man, if those chairs could talk...oy what a story they could tell.  They were our comfort zone every night after work while watching TV.  Also they saw and experienced every pet we had.  The cats loved them because they were heated plus they were made of some burlap material that make cats want to dig their claws into them and they did....the sides were messed up.  When we first got the chairs it was so funny... we used to have to be so careful to watch the foot rest if we had it elevated..because ten to one...there would be a cat under the chair..and when we would put it down....yup...trapped cat!  I don't know how many times we heard a MEOW....oops "what in the hell are you doing under the chair." 

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.

Buh bye...I love you chairs....but I have to go now...

The new chairs and ottomans look like they have Donald Duck feet.  Or an upside down ceiling fan.