This was Banjo Man’s office chair. So embarrassing. (And yes, that is a Nebraska Cornhuskers Barbie doll in the corner–a gift from my son during his first year at the University).
We went to Staples Monday, as Banjo Man thought I needed a new and comfy desk chair to help with my aches and pains. I absolutely did not want to commit to a new chair, but I saw my opportunity to replace his. There was a sale. His heart beat faster. He sat in every single chair–twice–before settling on a gray leather beauty.
After grumbling about the high cost of pens and Post It notes, he had a good time joking around with the young man who assembled the chair and helped him load it into the car.
He looks quite pleased, doesn’t he?