Tuesday, May 24, 2011

My Two Dollar Chair

For quite awhile now I've been fantasizing about a comfy, cozy, smallish, wing back-typish chair. This would be the perfect chair in which to knit, drink my morning (and afternoon) coffee, and just in general act as my base of operations. A throne, if you will, for the queen of the household. The nerve center of the home operations.

The other factor (and it's a biggie) that makes this chair a fantasy chair is that it is cheap. Really cheap. Like yard sale or thrift shop cheap. But never in my wildest dreams did I think my dream chair would only cost two dollars...

This is the story of my two dollar chair.

My chair! My beautiful two dollar chair! And my adorable Patrick. Also, please note thrift shop pillow featuring hand embroidered mushrooms. And if you will, please kindly ignore those pesky dust bunnies. These little beasts tend to come out of hiding when I've moved all the furniture around.

After a pleasant breakfast at the Blue Iris (yummy little local bistro) with my brother-in-law, Damon, his main squeeze, Molly, and Kieran (my almost-five-year-old son) we cruised down Water Street headed for home. We had almost passed the New to You Thrift Shop when I spotted The Chair. I yelled "STOP", which Damon did, right in the middle of the street. I then pushed the door open and sprinted across the street at full speed, heedless of oncoming traffic (this is not as dangerous as it might sound, considering where I live). A note pinned to the chair read, "$2 or BO". What? Could this really be true? Only two dollars or best offer? It looked to be in great shape, and when I hefted it it seemed nice and sturdy. There must be something wrong with it, I thought.

So, I commenced to sniff the chair all over. I mean ALL OVER.  Passersby might have thought me crazy, but when thrifting and yard-saling, sniffing the goods is essential. Amazingly, the chair passed my thorough sniff test. I then crossed my fingers and began to gingerly lower my rear end toward the chair, my mind racing. Would it be comfortable? Would the springs be worn out? Would I feel the well-worn imprint of the previous owner's butt? None of these would allow the chair to qualify as my dream chair. After what seemed an eternity, my rear finally touched down on the chair cushion. I closed my eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.  No wonky springs, no sag, no butt imprints. It passed my comfort test. Chair, you will be mine!

I then ran into the shop and without preamble announced "I want that chair!" I handed over the two dollars. I didn't even try to talk them down. I mean, I could have. The sign said "$2 or BO". But hey, I figure two dollars for a chair that didn't stink or sag was a pretty great deal. And I'm a reasonable girl, after all!

After getting the chair home and cleaning it up a bit, I'm a very happy girl. I've rearranged my living room to make a cozy spot for the new addition. Granted, the chair isn't my favorite color. But that's okay with me. I can always pretty it up with a snazzy new lap quilt. Maybe someday I'll even have it reupholstered. Who knows?

I'm not completely nuts. I do know that there are better, prettier, superior chairs out there. Some folks might be mortified at the idea of bringing home a two dollar chair, or laugh at the fact that this thrift shop chair is my fantasy. But the fact that I can be satisfied with less than perfect makes me happy. It's an attitude that keeps my life simple. And that doesn't mean I fill my life or my home with inferior things, or things I don't like. Quite the contrary. But I'm not going to be obsessed or wasting my time or money searching for that perfect thing. I'm gonna wait and let it come to me. And it did!

Dream Chair


  1. "I then crossed my fingers and began to gingerly lower my rear end toward the chair, my mind racing."

    Thank you, Lindy, for penning the best sentence I've read in the last month. I thoroughly enjoyed the entire post; I just love it when things get handed to you like that. May you bask on your throne for many years to come, and make sure you accept not a penny more than $2 for it, should it ever come to that.

  2. you are not crazy! what a great chair... and you didn't have to push anyone around to get it! congrats!

    Love the sniff test!
    shelby g

  3. This is a fantastic story! I'm so happy you found your dream chair! And who wouldn't be happy with the $2 price tag. I have a very similar chair that I was super lucky and it was free about 15 years ago when my neighbor friend moved out of state. It's now having some issues with one of the arms, but it's now my 6 year old's absolutely favourite chair!

  4. lol well described - awesome chair!