Irrational Fear: Recliners

We've spent a lot of time recently shopping for recliners. The whole idea is that since I can't sleep flat (or with my incline pillow) and it's not comfortable to sleep sitting straight up, maybe the recliner would be a nice compromise. A padded, comfy, partially reclining compromise.

Finally, (I am skipping the WHOLE long story here even though that story makes me a hero), we found a good deal on a reclining sofa and reclining loveseat set. Since the cats have been rough on the old set and the price was right for replacement, we jumped on it. They'll be delivered today, Monday. (See how tricky I am about that considering I'm writing this on Sunday night? Brilliant!)

I may have subconsciously sabotaged the early part of the search because I'm actually afraid of recliners. See, recliners (in my experience) are where old people go to die. Everyone in my mother's family either died in their recliner or spent their last few months living in the chair because they couldn't sleep flat.

Grampa scooped himself a bowl of his favorite ice cream, sat down in his recliner, major heart attack. Game over. I can't eat vanilla ice cream with cherries anymore.

Gramma had advanced emphysema due to smoking which meant no lying down flat for her. Cough cough cough! I can relate - to the coughing, not to the smoking. She lived in her recliner until her final hospital stay. Still begging for another cigarette.

Great-gramma died in her recliner at 87 years old. Not a clue who she was or where she might be but that woman loved her cookies!

See what I mean? I'm more afraid of recliners than I am of hospital beds!

This is why I think I finally agreed to Joe's over-the-top decision to buy a reclining loveseat and sofa. They may recline but they're different from the Chairs of Death.

Now if we can just get someone to buy our two perfectly-good slightly-used loveseats from us. Because 3 loveseats, 1 sofa, 1 piano, 1 entertainment cabinet and 2 crazy cats = way too much furniture for my living room.

Jealous

Main Entry: jeal·ous
Pronunciation: \ˈje-ləs\
Function: adjective

1 a: intolerant of rivalry or unfaithfulness b: disposed to suspect rivalry or unfaithfulness
2: hostile toward a rival or one believed to enjoy an advantage
3: that feeling I have as I listen to Joe snore on the sofa and watch Rusty and Tonya both curled up in little kitty-balls as they dream about mice or tuna or bubbles

Why is everyone in the world sleeping? Except me...

What simple thing do you find yourself a bit jealous of today?

Six Word Saturday

Let's do it! describe your life (or something) in a phrase using just six words. For more information, try clicking here.

My six words:

it's okay to feel stabby sometimes

Special thanks to my pal B for so elegantly putting into (six) words just how I am feeling

All that's necessary to participate is to post your own six words. You can post an explanation if you wish but it's certainly not required. If you play along in your blog, please add a link to the Mr. Linky. I appreciate a link back (shiny code below if you like!) but I'm not going to delete your entry or punch you in the face if you don't. Otherwise, you're welcome to leave your six words in this post as a comment.

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Friday Full of Happy #2

I'm resorting to a "Friday Full of Happy" for today's post for two reasons:

• Nothing else is coming to mind
• I'm not feeling particularly happy so it would probably serve me well to look for some warm & fuzzy

So, what do I have to be happy about on this dreary Friday?

- My doctor's appointment went better than expected yesterday. The pH test results weren't as bad as anticipated and the doc is very on-board with pursuing other options besides jumping straight to surgery.

- I have great veins according to the nurse that took my blood this morning for a follow-up test.

- I got free breakfast (orange juice and a cookie) after having by blood drawn because I blacked out afterwards.

- The new sofa and loveseat (all nicely reclining) will be delivered on Monday, hopefully providing me with a better sleep situation. And because I was all fired up, I managed to save us $200 off the sale price AND get it delivered on Monday instead of the end of September.

- My vacation is very near.

- My sister, Tina, will be having a girl this time around. Yay for cute girl clothes!

Eh, it might not be a great list but there are a few things in there to be happy about. And, of course, it's Friday.

What's making you full of happy today? Please share - it makes me happy to read your happies!

Certified Dork

A couple of months ago, Joe was given a "Special Award" at work.

As one of our organization’s top performers and leading contributors, you have been selected to receive a special award in the amount of $1337 in recognition of your outstanding performance and achievements during the past year.

Congrats to Joe on being awesome! But of course I couldn't just leave it at that.

me: you got a dork award
Joe: huh?
me: you know what 1337 is, right?
Joe: 1K b4 tax?
me: no
well, maybe
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leet
Joe: hmm
me: that's the geekiest thing ever
not complaining, but seriously

In the current economic climate, I'm thrilled that Joe has a job and that he's respected and valued by the executive hamster wranglers. I also realize any award or recognition is a big deal when they're constantly reducing staff. But could the amount BE any dorkier? (I totally said that in my best Chandler Bing voice - try it, it's fun!)

Whatever. The money was green and I we had no problem spending it on books and shoes our lightning damages.

P.S. No, it was NOT $1k after the taxes were taken out. Wishful thinking, dear husband.