All This Time
All this time I had a papasan chair. From my first apartment on 7th St in phoenix, til now. The cushions were picked up a short while earlier and just a few moments ago...
I broke the frame of that papasan chair with a hammer and pure brute force. It was strangely therapudic to destroy it. I've had that chair since 1995, 11 years. I paid 40$ for it at a second hand store.
The cushion went to a burning man chill space.
The frame or whats left of it, is heading to the seattle dump. My arm is tired from beating the crap out of this frame. It was really well made. But its time to get new furniture that better suits me. That chair had to go to make room for new.
My hand is sore to from tightly holding the hammer as I swung and hit the chair over and over again to get the nails to give way.
I think i'm gonna get a dining room table in the space that that chair was residing in.
And holy crap did I work up a sweat, it felt great.
I broke the frame of that papasan chair with a hammer and pure brute force. It was strangely therapudic to destroy it. I've had that chair since 1995, 11 years. I paid 40$ for it at a second hand store.
The cushion went to a burning man chill space.
The frame or whats left of it, is heading to the seattle dump. My arm is tired from beating the crap out of this frame. It was really well made. But its time to get new furniture that better suits me. That chair had to go to make room for new.
My hand is sore to from tightly holding the hammer as I swung and hit the chair over and over again to get the nails to give way.
I think i'm gonna get a dining room table in the space that that chair was residing in.
And holy crap did I work up a sweat, it felt great.
posted by B at 1:55 PM
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