Something to Manifest

Grier furniture in town is going out of business after 96 years. It seems that factory farmed furniture at cheap ass prices is far more do-able than real solid wood.
I think I may have to manifest a birthday present for ME.
I'll be 45 this weekend and Birthdays anymore are private. A time to set new goals and look back at old ones. Moving to Cheyoming is a new start for me. I have not had "real" furniture for over 10 years. Although I was pleased for the most part with were I lived. It just did not feel like home. Cheyoming IS HOME it's time to invest in real furniture that I will someday pass down to my Cats,cats.. oh, or the children of my niece and nephews heh heh <----dig so with that smart ass remark, here's what I will be manifesting this year.






Now the reason why I chose this couch was because it was the salesman's favorite. He dragged me up to the 4th floor to have me sit on it. The single chair to the right eats you up. It would be entirely possible to remain single for the rest of my life if I had this chair. It hugs and loves on you like there is no tomorrow. And it is in this chair that I had my first serious discussion about mattresses and butt holes with a complete stranger. (an explanation for another day) Back to the matter at hand. It's not even a girly couch, it's certainly not my favorite color, but it is the color of cat vomit and sometimes you just have to think practical.