The living room was more of a cleaning and rearranging job than anything, although I did move two pieces of furniture to other rooms. My dad will be 91 on his next birthday, and is frail and nearly blind from macular degeneration. He has to use a rolling walker to get around. There were two main goals of the rearrangement. The first was to make it easier for my dad to get into and out of the room through the front door, and to remove obstacles so as to give him clear access the chair with the highest seat, which is the easiest chair for him to get into and out of. The second was to shift the best seat in the house for watching TV from the couch to one of the leather chairs that have a matching footstool.
I had two end-tables pushed together for a coffee table, and the gold chair is the chair with the highest seat. The foot stool was pushed out of the way beside the sofa as there was no room for it to be used as a footstool. The only one who used it was the white cat. The sofa was on the left and the two matching leather chairs were in front of the windows. The burgundy recliner at the far end of the room was going to the office to the reading nook. To the left of it is the TV armoire.
This duplex was built in the 1970’s by two unmarried sisters who were probably in their 60’s at the time, which explains why originally there was only one phone jack in the whole house — on the other side of the wall just to the right of the burgundy chair in the photo above (which is the beginning of the hallway that leads to the rest of the house). In the years since their passing, a phone jack was put in each of the bedrooms, but that’s it. Only three phone jacks in this entire side of the duplex. I’ve got a phone in my bedroom that’s plugged directly into the wall jack, and my “gateway,” which controls the TV signal, the phone service and the broadband/wireless service is plugged directly into the jack in my office (the second bedroom). My solution was to get a cordless phone with three handsets and put one handset and charger in the kitchen, one handset and charger in my office, and the handset with the main unit (the part that actually requires a phone line to be connected to it) in the living room, and get a 50-foot white phone cord and a staple gun.
-To connect with the base unit of the cordless phone in the living room. It’s called the Columbus method — going east by sailing west — devious and circuitous, but it gets the job done a great deal less expensively than having a guy come out and install a phone jack in the wall. I’d bet money that nobody coming into my house would notice it was there unless I pointed it out.
So the carpeting can get a thorough vacuuming. The area on the left by the front door — with the three posts — is a pony wall. The phone cord goes around this and ends up just past where the left most table lamp is.
I can clean them without having to take them down by using the upholstery brush on my tank vacuum — Gives my arms quite a workout. That white curtain behind the drapes looks crocheted but is actually plastic. Wallmart used to have it in 6-foot wide rolls and sold it by the yard. Both edges have the decorative scallops. I like it because cat hair doesn’t stick to it, and like a sheer, they let in light while maintaining privacy. –Walmart also used to sell clear plastic sheeting by the yard — I bought two pieces to cover the table cloths on my dining room table. — a smaller piece for the table without the leaf (seats 4), and a larger one for when the leaf is in (seats 6). Not only do they keep the cat hair off the table cloth*, but they also keep spills off them, which not only protects the table cloth from stains, but also protects the table finish. Unfortunately, Walmart stopped selling both of these when they stopped selling fabric and other yard goods.
With my delicious leopard print fleece throw on the sofa back. . .
The living room is the kitties’ favorite afternoon hangout, hence the cat beds in all the chairs. It’s 10 o’clock at night, however, which is why they’re all somewhere else. That curious object in the lower right hand corner is a tightly packed ball of (used) aluminum foil. The black one is big on playing kitty soccer (footie) with balls of aluminum foil.
The “coffee table” in front of the sofa is gone. I’ve put one of the end tables on the right-hand end of the couch, but the other one is now surplus to need. The chair with the brown pillow has a straight on view of the TV and use of the ottoman, with a handy side table for phone, tissues, TV remote, and beverage of choice. My BFF refers to a chair thus outfitted as “The Captain’s Chair.” You will note that the grey kitty’s bearskin is on the cat table in between the gold chair and the other brown leather chair.
The burgundy recliner ended up here:
The surplus table and the chair for the roll-top desk, which I’m keeping as I got it from my brother and his late first wife when they and I both lived in West (by God) Virginia (it was the only chair I had at the time), are in my bedroom. The table is where the TV armoire was, and the chair is on the other side of the “chester drawers” between it and the door. I figured the table would be immediately preempted by the kitties (since proven to be true), but I put the chair in the bedroom so I would have some place to sit and put my socks on, since the bed is too high to sit on easily, and leaning against it for balance is rather awkward. So far, I have been unable to use the chair for this purpose without first removing a cat.