This is my favorite white chair. It’s nothing fancy, just your standard white EKTORP chair from ikea. But it’s my comfort zone.
I bought it, as well as the matching couch, about seven years ago. When I
downsized moved in with my now-hubs, I sold the couch, but I just couldn’t part with the chair.
Lately, I’ve really taken this chair for granted, carelessly tossing over it the day’s clothes or things I don’t feel like folding. I’ve forgotten how much I really love it. Until recently, when the hubs and I started more seriously discussing the idea of parting with it to make room for more “adult” necessities in our room like a steamer and a new desk chair (both things we really do need). I knew parting with the chair was totally the right, practical move but suddenly the idea of seeing someone drive off with my favorite white chair made me so so upset. I didn’t realized how emotionally attached I was!!
This chair and I have been through a lot together. In this comfy, cozy over-sized chair, I’ve laughed until it hurt with some of my very best friends and old roommates. I’ve sobbed over disappointments, studied all night, snuggled my pup and logged approximately 1 million hours of favorite conversation with people I love. I mean, this chair basically saw me through my twenties–the best times of my life, thus far! Through two homes, two apartments, six sets of roommates, a few failed relationships, my first puppy, meeting the one, marrying the one and starting a life with the one. That’s a lot of life there! Ultimately, I realized I just have too many treasured memories around this silly white chair to part with it unless it’s ABSOLUTELY necessary.
Last weekend, I launched into a mad organization effort, tossing like- an embarrassing amount of stored “stuff” we never use (did I really need to save every decorative pillow I’ve ever owned?). I was able to clear and reorganize enough to make room for the new things we need and still keep the white chair tucked safely in the corner of our bedroom, for now. I’m sure I’ll have to part with it someday, and that’s fine–I’ll totally be prepared. But I’m so glad it’s not anytime in the foreseeable future. Phew!
I mean–am I alone here or have you ever been a little emotionally attached to a piece of furniture in your home?? Do you still have it or did you have to let something go once?