My response was always that if my work were ever published by one certain publisher, then I would buy myself a “Big Girl” chair. A new chair would be a reward for sticking with it, rather than giving up at the first few snags (a.k.a. rejections). So, I set to work.
Sadly, I left without a chair. None of them was just right. I liked the high back chairs better than the low back ones but the ones they had were a bit more than what I had expected to pay. I decided to wait and left empty-handed.
Two days later, my chair, well the box with the chair in it, was delivered. My sweet hubby happily began assembling it for me. He loves to put things together…preferably without my help. I was eager to get in my chair and see if it assisted the creative thinking process!
Our son is pretty creative himself. Z-man already called dibs on the box before we could get the chair out of it. While his dad worked on the chair, Z-man wanted to make a spaceship. He, however, likes my assistance.
Under his direction, I cut out wings
and a door.
We ran out of duct tape so electrical tape was retrieved. Nothing holds a candle to duct tape. It was quickly added to the next day’s grocery list.
Z-man didn’t want to wait though so we continued our work.
We added firepower. To show his appreciation for all my hard work,
Z-man tested his firepower on me.
Then he installed an awesome control panel that does amazing things, but that’s classified information.
Soon, we were also testing out my new, Big Girl chair! Z-man and I were having fun rolling down the hallway until we were told we might be scratching the floors.
“Hmmm…how about a Big Girl desk? I’m almost ready to get rid of the T.V. tray,” I said, smiling.