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The Chair

I few years ago, when I moved into an apartment by myself, I purchased an artist's table and chair. Picture "Mike Brady's" architect table -- a large white table at a slight angle. I even bought a light with the adjustable arms that could swing into the right position. I'm not an artist nor an architect but I liked the table. The chair had a place to put my feet and it adjusted up and down to match the height of the table.

I ended up giving the table to my nephew, who was looking for some furniture. But I held on to the chair. My sister gave me an L-shaped computer table (that I'm still using, along with that adjustable light) which only meant that I had to lower the chair to its lowest possible setting.

After years of use, the chair finally gave out. It got to the point that when I leaned back, it leaned back with me. It soon got to the point that it wasn't snapping back when I sat up. I had worn the back piece completely out and very soon after -- removed it.

I continued to use it when I was on the computer. I just found that I couldn't lean back. This made staying on the computer for any length of time a major chore. This meant that I had to get on the computer in short bursts before my back just couldn't take it anymore.

Well, I couldn't take it anymore either. I went to my local office supply store and purchased a new chair. It doesn't have arms. It doesn't have a place for my feet. It DOES have a back... and I like it a lot. It's very comfortable and it allows me to stay on the computer much longer. I can see breaking the back on this one as well.

The problem is that I have to lean back to see the TV from where I sit at the computer. It would be great if this was my only problem.

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