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Milestones
Sebastian has been fascinated by my computer since he was born, practically. Tonight, for the first time, he successfully used the mouse - including clicking and dragging & dropping - to win not two, not three, but FOUR games on the Thomas the Tank Engine website - and on the highest difficulty setting, too!
The other milestone will probably sound silly, but there's no way around it: I'm going to have to admit that I am sentimental about material objects. When something has served me well, or if I've even just had it for a long time, I actually feel bad if it becomes necessary to throw it away.
Our old couch served us really well. Teri bought it before I met her, and it was the first reclining couch I ever lived with or got to know (my mother is not a recliner sort of person). It was amazingly comfortable. The perfect length for me to lie down on, lengthwise, and with the most comfortable padding I ever lay on; I spent many a night on that couch, sleeping soundly. The two recliner sides were also remarkably comfortable - I'm sorry, but there's really no other word to describe it. They stretched out into an almost-vertical position, and a night sleeping in the recliner was sure to help both my back and my heartburn (both of which are no longer issues, of course).
Late in Teri's pregnancy, it got too uncomfortable for her to sleep in bed. So she and I spent night after night sleeping side-by-side on the couch, reclining.
When we first brought Sebastian home we put his little carrier on that couch, and it was there that Sam and Baby first met him.
So I'm sad, now, that the couch is sitting out in front of the house waiting for the garbage truck. It choked me up to see it out there when I took out the trash cans just now. There's not much choice, of course; the couch WAS old, stained, and broken. The left-hand reclining section didn't really hold together any more (that was my side; I guess my weight took a toll).
Sebastian was very sad to see it go, too.
So Sebastian and I went outside to take some video and a couple of photos of the couch, and to say goodbye. Here we are.
The new couch and recliner will arrive on Wednesday. They're gifts, of course; we couldn't possibly afford new furniture. I must admit, though, that I probably won't warm to them. The couch is not a reclining model, and didn't feel very comfortable to me (I got to try it out in the showroom, weeks after the purchase was made). I don't think it's long enough for me to stretch out comfortably on. And the recliner...well, Teri will probably be the one who uses that.
So, insane though it sounds, I just want to thank our old couch and say goodbye.
The other milestone will probably sound silly, but there's no way around it: I'm going to have to admit that I am sentimental about material objects. When something has served me well, or if I've even just had it for a long time, I actually feel bad if it becomes necessary to throw it away.
Our old couch served us really well. Teri bought it before I met her, and it was the first reclining couch I ever lived with or got to know (my mother is not a recliner sort of person). It was amazingly comfortable. The perfect length for me to lie down on, lengthwise, and with the most comfortable padding I ever lay on; I spent many a night on that couch, sleeping soundly. The two recliner sides were also remarkably comfortable - I'm sorry, but there's really no other word to describe it. They stretched out into an almost-vertical position, and a night sleeping in the recliner was sure to help both my back and my heartburn (both of which are no longer issues, of course).
Late in Teri's pregnancy, it got too uncomfortable for her to sleep in bed. So she and I spent night after night sleeping side-by-side on the couch, reclining.
When we first brought Sebastian home we put his little carrier on that couch, and it was there that Sam and Baby first met him.
So I'm sad, now, that the couch is sitting out in front of the house waiting for the garbage truck. It choked me up to see it out there when I took out the trash cans just now. There's not much choice, of course; the couch WAS old, stained, and broken. The left-hand reclining section didn't really hold together any more (that was my side; I guess my weight took a toll).
Sebastian was very sad to see it go, too.
So Sebastian and I went outside to take some video and a couple of photos of the couch, and to say goodbye. Here we are.
The new couch and recliner will arrive on Wednesday. They're gifts, of course; we couldn't possibly afford new furniture. I must admit, though, that I probably won't warm to them. The couch is not a reclining model, and didn't feel very comfortable to me (I got to try it out in the showroom, weeks after the purchase was made). I don't think it's long enough for me to stretch out comfortably on. And the recliner...well, Teri will probably be the one who uses that.
So, insane though it sounds, I just want to thank our old couch and say goodbye.