My Friend, My Prison is no more...
Well as many of you know I LIVED in my big old comfy chair for the past 8 years. It has seriously fallen apart over the years and we've had to nail it together, tie it together, and even sewed it in a few places. As you can imagine from me weighing 557lbs it took alot of abuse from my weight. It didn't have any springs or insides anymore so we stacked about 13 blankets in the bottom and put a big piece of foam in for the seat. It had pillows stuffed in each side from God only knows how long ago. I found a couch pillow I hadn't seen in years in it. We of course had a chair cover over it so it didnt look nearly as bad as it does in the pics. Well yesterday was the end. I took a hammer to it. It was kinda hard because for so long I NEEDED that chair--I was uncomfortable in anything else. I LIVED in it. Slept in it, ate in i****ched tv in it, ALL day ALL night EVERYDAY. I did cry when I took my first swing at my old buddy. It was hard to break down something that had been such a good friend to me. My husband said why are you crying, I said because this chair was my friend. My husband called it stolckhome syndrome. He said NO it wasn't your friend Angie it was your prison--you were trapped in this thing, beat the crap out of it--that part of your life is over. So I did. When we got it to the front door and at the steps I kicked it out the door and down the steps. When it landed I literally exhaled. Man it felt soooo good. I can't tell you the weight that was just lifted off of me.
Sunday Deb C is giving me an exercise bike that I will be putting in it's place right in my living room. NO more sitting--unless I'm exercising!!! (thanks so much Deb)
~Angie
Sunday Deb C is giving me an exercise bike that I will be putting in it's place right in my living room. NO more sitting--unless I'm exercising!!! (thanks so much Deb)
~Angie
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on 10/3/08 7:09 am - San Antonio, TX
on 10/3/08 7:09 am - San Antonio, TX
What a wonderful post! Thank you.
I teared up at the hairdresser today when I started talking about being able to fit in my bathtub again, and after realizing that the smocks they have you wear actually fit!!!
Its not quite as dramatic as beating the hell out of your old chair, but I definitely understand where you are coming from. Congratulations on your amazing story so far!!
I teared up at the hairdresser today when I started talking about being able to fit in my bathtub again, and after realizing that the smocks they have you wear actually fit!!!
Its not quite as dramatic as beating the hell out of your old chair, but I definitely understand where you are coming from. Congratulations on your amazing story so far!!
Thanks Angie you made me cry!!
What a therapy session you had! How awesome! I love the part about how your husband pointed out that your "friend" was actually your "prison". Thank God for the people in our lives who support us and keep our perspectives on track!
What a great post. Thanks for sharing.
Diane
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