Rich and I took my car home from the office so we could get dinner on the way home. While waiting at a stoplight near the house, Rich looked out the window and said, "You need a chair? I know that's kinda your thing." On the curb was another blue recliner sitting out for the trash. And in the passenger seat was my husband with a huge grin, so pleased with himself. I reminded him that we were in the Mini and the chair wouldn't fit. Besides we still have the first blue recliner in the laundry room for Ms. Kitty's lounging needs.

But I did consider it for just a moment. I think we need to take another way home and stay inside on the night before trash day. There's too much tempting stuff on people's garbage for me.