But...I do tend to value comfort at my great age, and I need my art supplies, books, cooking area, mugs, pottery, basket, cubbies, skulls, bits of wood, weeds, rocks, oddities, candles, bird seed, heaters...and my goofy chair, which rocks and swivels and lets me see out the windows at a moment's notice, whether out the front or the back...
So one day last week when I was working at the computer over at the house, J. had a bit of shed time himself. He'd been saying he didn't NEED a comfy chair.
Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiight...
We found this one at Olde Towne Mall here in town, the same place we got my chair. We choose them for comfort, not looks, obviously!
Is this a happy face, or WHAT?? He even took a nap!
