#chair problems

[justnightowlthings]

10:20 p.m.

I like declaring inanimate objects as having attitudes. Like that chair. That chair has a fucking attitude.

Just night owl things

[mathiasriverus]

When I thought I had already hit rock bottom my chair sank even deeper

[remain-opaque]

(via Oh Mark XD) So I made another gif. This happens to me a lot with desk chairs. good to know I’m not alone XD.

[korki12]

Hello Tuesday and Hello readers.

                         It has been a while since I got on here. I have just been feeling a bit on the totally rotten side. 

Think I am better now. Although to tell the truth I thought that before and it didn't work out well for me. 

I have problems. See I am just like everyone else in the whole world. It seems that most of us just complain about our problems and do nothing about them. That is what I've been doing.

Talked to Bobbie, my sister and she had suggestions about solving my problems.

Her suggestions were not new to me, but for some reason they seemed to stick tonight. So tomorrow I am going to do the unthinkable. 

I am going looking for solutions. 

                    I am going to follow the little graph step by step and actually get with the program. 

People have a tendency to know they have a problem and even take suggestions about how to solve the problem, then wait for someone else to solve the problem for them. 

Guess I must have been one of those waiting kinds. Since no  one has stepped up to the plate. (In spite of dozens of promises to help, no one has) I am stepping up myself. I realize that Einstein was just as smart as people always said.

                 To be right down honest about this whole thing, the main problem has been over thinking. I have quit that. 

I realized there was much wisdom in this old math joke about solving for X.

For years I've been solving problems everyday. Usually in my own less than fancy way. Because I never had the brilliant ideas like Einstein, but I have ideas.

First will be dealing with a sitter for Mom. That may take a day or two. I will let you know.

Problem? Hero steals the blanket at night. I freeze. Did I think of this?

No, of course not, but I did make the bed every week. So I put an extra blanket on the bed. It dragged the floor a bit, but it was only on my side of the bed. When Hero made off with the blankets, I pulled my private blanket up and slept like a champ. Toasty even.

Hero said his pants weren't fitting right and he was going to have to go on a diet. I tried to help. It didn't work. I cooked without butter, he added it. What was I to do? Sure didn't want him looking like this guy.

It was just too much. So ?

Since Hero wasn't in the mood to go on a diet. I bought bigger pants. Problem solved. Right? Wrong. Again. 

Wonder if it could be the little sign I hung in his closet?   

What did he do? Immediately went on a diet to end all diets. When he finds out how much those fat man pants cost, he will probably eat the price of them to make them fit again.

(OK, so some of my solutions have glitches here and there. At least I have problem solving abilities).

Then there was the problem with Mom and her chair situation. We haunted furniture stores and back yard sales trying to find a solution. There was not a chair that seemed to fit Mom and make her comfortable. I had a problem to solve. I watched Mom. She kept taking my best throw pillows and using them to prop herself comfortably in her chair.

It began to look like a furniture store around here. People even began to duck when they saw us coming. They knew we were going to try to palm off another chair on them.

Solution? Went to local huge discounter and bought pillows.  

 Stacks of then. I put them on, under, behind seats and backs. Every time Mom complained, I changed pillows until we got the right fit. Now she has a chair that is just right. It has pillows under the seat cushion to bring it up to the height she needs to get in and out of and still let her feet hit the floor. Pillows in the back and even extras for her sides, if she wants them.

Problem solved. (Except, does anyone need a chair?)

Then there was the rug problem. It was an issue for awhile, but my superior problem solving skills won out again.

Of course there was the issue of the rugs. 

Mom trips on rugs. I love rugs. For awhile there it seemed there was a choice to be made. Either I had to give up rugs, or Mom. Let me tell you, I had to think about that one. (OK not much.)

I love rugs. I like rugs on carpet and hardwood. They even look good on vinyl floors. Rugs are a must at door ways and entry ways. They catch mud and dirt, to say nothing of the tips of Mom's toes.

I had rugs. I had to have a solution. 

I had it. I would nail down the rugs.

Of course, Hero got plain bent out of shape with that idea. I had to explain things to him.

Hero got all bent out of shape when he talked about taking up the rugs and leaving a bunch of holes in the floor. Isn't that silly? 

After all, who is going to know if you cover the holes in the floor up with a new and slightly bigger rug? 

(That was one of my failure solutions. Hero hid my hammer.)

Our storage closet was full of pictures that we had never hung or had hung but had changed. What could we do with them?

We went to a small gallery for a visit. There was the answer to my storage problem. 

There were all those pictures. All on one wall. They didn't have matching frames. They didn't have a common theme and they sure weren't all the same size. 

When we got home, I handed Hero a hammer and his picture hanging kit and began getting out pictures and pointing. When we were done, we had a "gallery" wall. 

Problem solved. Now. I have storage space again.

Hero and I were struck with a serious case of "Heirloom Guilt." We had several huge pieces of furniture. A Secretary of some size that Grandma Miller had started up housekeeping with 100 years ago, (The thing was used when she got it) What to do? Then there was the problem of chests. 

For some reason we were stuck with wonderful chests that had gone places and done things. One was hand crafted mahogany that had manage to travel across country (virtually unscratched in the back of a horse drawn wagon. Another had a hump back and had traveled with a telegrapher to the wild wild west.. China, Delft and on the list went. We like heirlooms but there is a limit. What to do?

                                                                 The only acceptable solution we could find. We passed it along to our adult children. Divide and conquer, so we did. 

Problem? We still have three trunks in the house. We've run out of children who will be trapped into taking a trunk.

Of course we did give them antique china, canister sets, old quilts etc. They even thanked us.

Wait until they get tired of moving things. Their kids will be "inheriting" things too. 

Enough of my problem solving for tonight.  I know there will be more issues tomorrow and I will probably share, but please remember this bit of wisdom I have learned.

If  you have a problem: Pass it on. They may even thank you for it.

[lynda414-blog]

getting a new computer chair and you shift slightly and you roll away from your desk forever

[alanaisalive]

The chair that I sit in in my living room is dying.  I don't know how old this thing is, but it was worn out when I moved into this house 9 years ago.  There was a crunching noise last night and now my right butt cheek is sitting lower than it used to.

My occupational therapist and my physiotherapist have both told me I need a new chair because this one is destroying my back.

So, I was looking and a new living room chair will cost a minimum of about £250.  I don't have that much.

One of those fancy fake leather "manager" office chairs would cost around £80.  Would it be totally weird to replace my living room armchair with an office chair?  I just don't know.

[the-jing-blog]

The frickin chair leg broke off.  It is literally the only good chair for the computer.  

It is now being tentatively held up by a box of crappy VHS movies.  

This is the life.