Shortly after Daniel and I got married I found a wonderful chair for him at DI. It was a bit ugly and Daniel wondered why I was bent on purchasing it, but he was easy to convince since it was only $15. Once we got the chair home he was quick to admit it was a great find. He uses the chair daily and I love the look.
Since then I have wanted my own old chair. The sort that is so homely it’s perfect. Today, that desire aged me at least 60 years.
Today I pondered purchasing a recliner. Actually, today I obsessed over purchasing a recliner.
I shopped online. I read reviews. I looked at pictures. And I found my favorite. A used, “elegantly shabby retro orange recliner” for sale by BryBear68 on eBay.
I was heartbroken to realize this gem is available for pickup only, in Wylie, TX.
My sadness motivated me to create my own “recliner.” Since my biggest motivation to get a recliner is to make keeping my feet elevated convenient and consistent (to relieve some of the pain in my legs) it was not a difficult task. I simply pulled a papasan up to our leather couch and rested my feet in the seat and it is working perfectly.
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