About a week early, actually, but very much appreciated! Thank you from my bottom and my heart, Mom!
It’s one of these. It’s a gamer chair with a foot rest. I ordered it through Home Depot. I got free shipping because it was ship-to-store with curb side pickup. The box actually fit in my car’s back seat, but it’s rather wide. Fortunately, the Home Depot guy put it in the car for me, and I was able to push it out from the other side and get a hand truck on it to get it into the house. It wasn’t all that heavy, just bulky.
Getting it into the office was like one of those sliding number puzzle things. I was able to wheel it in through the garage on the hand truck easily enough, but in order to get it into the office, I had to move my kitchen trash can, move the floor lamp and the pedestal fan in the office, and it was still a bit of a squeaker making the turns from the kitchen to the hallway, from the hallway through the office doorway, and around the bookcase.
Then I had to take the pieces out of the box and put the durn thing together. It wasn’t hard, though. You needed two different sized Allen wrenches and a regular crescent wrench to put it together, but those were included. The instructions were very straightforward. The only tricky bit was getting the back attached to the seat, but with a little finagling and a judiciously applied cuss word or two, I managed it.
I’m sitting in it as I type. The seat is higher than the old recliner, even with casters on it. It has excellent lower back support and feels just like a bucket seat in a really nice car. There’s a cup holder in the left arm rest, and a pouch that attaches to the underside of that arm rest to hold your various and assorted remotes. (I have a piece of 3/4-inch plywood painted white with a chair mat screwed to it underneath my computer desk to make it easier to roll the chair and desk, and keep the castors on that old recliner from tearing up the carpet. You can see where the castors have left marks on it.) These chairs would be great for a home theater, a man cave or a gamer’s setup, and the price point is very nice, too.
The old recliner I was using is so tatty and rump-sprung that I don’t think anyone would want it even for free, so I’ll have to get my neighbor to help me drag it out to the alley and put it in the dumpster because the city won’t pick it up otherwise. Mañana.
In the knitting news, I’ve been working on this little Kinzie baby top. I still have about five rows to add to finish the sleeves, and I want to do some matching booties. I think I have enough of those cute little daisy buttons left to finish it (takes 3 buttons). Haven’t checked. If not, I have others that would work.
Yesterday was a running around day. I had a doctor’s appointment on one side of town, I went hooting out to the other side of town to my dentist’s to drop something off, bought a bunch of groceries which I schlepped into the house and put away, then drove over to Home Depot to get the chair, shoved it out of the back seat and hand-trucked it into the house. I got it as far as the dining area, where it sat until this afternoon.
After all that rannygazooting* around, I was pooped. I stimulated the local economy by ordering from one of our local eateries (Orlando’s) and got their Cheeseburger in Paradise with tortilla chips and some fried mushrooms. Their Cheeseburger in Paradise is served on a hoagie roll rather than a hamburger bun, and it takes me two meals to eat one. (I think I hear the other half calling my name. Once I post this, I may have to go see what it wants . . .) The Orlando’s delivery person used what you might call a reverse porch pirate technique: They put the boxes on the porch, rang my doorbell and skedaddled. Doin’ the so-cial dis-tance dance!
One of the previous tenants in the other side of the duplex planted some bearded irises up by the side of the house next to the fence that separates the two yards. I noticed when I moved in (Aug of 2016) that one of them had snuck under the fence. I have been benignly neglecting to do anything about it and now they seem to have a little expatriate enclave going. I love irises. I notice somebody needs to do a little weed pulling. I wonder if they will. . .
"*Rannygazoo" without the "t" is defined as nonsense, deception; foolishness, fuss, exaggeration, as in "rannygazoo and carry-on." With the "t" it means having a 'to do' list of things to do at places that are spread out all over town, and which therefore take a whole lot more time to do than they should.