Cheese? That wheel of brie wasn't full when I got it.
Chocolate? These marshmallow peeps aren't new. They've been in my desk for AGES.
Drinks? So, I'm alone on a Friday night. What better time for a glass of wine?
I'm a master of denial. Alas, it appears that one of my addictions may finally have gone too far. I realized this yesterday when I tried to get into my basement storage room to do some laundry and had to force open the door and then maneuver through a minefield of old chairs to get to the machine.
I have a problem, people. I have an addiction. I have an addicted to garbage-picked chairs.
The bottom line? It's becoming a real problem. So my questions to you are as follows:
1. Can you think of any use for old chairs that isn't obvious? By which I mean, other than sitting, what are chairs good for?
2. Is it okay to give a formerly curbside chair as a present? Say, if I fixed one up, had it cleaned, and gave it a paint makeover, would it be okay as a gift? Or is that just cheap and tacky?
Let me know. I expect you'll be enablers, the lot of you. :)