I kid you not, I am quite, literally STUCK ! The Man is at rehab and I am alone in the house and stuck in my electric recliner. (I'll give you a moment to stop laughing)
I guess it all started last night when I could NOT fall asleep. I tossed and turned and flopped around in the bed like a beached whale. I finally gave up at around 2 AM and came out to the living room where I made a cup of tea, got out my iPad and flopped down in my recliner. ( My recliner happens to be my favorite spot in the Florida condo. I have the lovely parlor up in Michigan where I can escape and I have my electric recliner here in Florida.) Life is good.
I spent the next three hours sitting the dark playing games on the iPad until I thought I might finally be able to sleep, which I did until 9 AM. Since then I have been doing laundry, changing sheets on the bed, puttering in the kitchen and just cleaning up the place. The Man left for rehab a little after 10, (for his 11 o'clock session that is less than 5 minutes away. I don't ask.) After he left I made some breakfast and headed to my recliner with coffee in hand and the newspaper to read. I got sidetracked half way to the chair when I saw my computer and decided to check my mail. THAT WAS A HUGE MISTAKE. Why is it that just as I get comfortable with the structure of a website they up and change everything. All I wanted to do was see if any of the 57 e-mails were anything important. Low and behold Outlook had changed EVERYTHING since I last checked my mail and I now had to log in which meant I had to get up to get my password book. (The chair was functioning fine. It vibrated, produced heat on my back and went up and down just like it is supposed to.) Naturally I had no idea where I left my password book so that took some searching but I. finally found it and went back to my chair to continue fighting the computer. That was a total bust so I closed up the computer and decided to read the paper. What could go wrong !? I had my coffee, a piece of banana bread that I had baked last night, (that refused to cook in the middle), and the news paper. Ahhhhhhhhhh comfy at last! WRONG !!! I didn't have my glasses so I couldn't see.
OK , , , one last time I'll get up, get my glasses, return to the chair and relax for an hour before The Man gets back and decides he needs me to help him do something. I picked up the remote for the chair, pressed the button to lower my feet so I could get up and NOTHING . . . . The chair wasn't moving so neither was I.
Because I had tipped the chair as far back as it would go I was in a semi prone position with gravity working against me. The chair and I were bonded together and I was going to be stuck here a while. Fortunately I have pretty good upper body strength. Unfortunately the rest of my body sinks like a rock so that once it is in any position it takes an act of God and a 20 tone crane to get me to move.
It only took me about 10 minutes to wiggle myself up and out of the chair. (I might as well have been climbing Mt. Everest), but I did finally make it out. Sure enough when I looked under the chair, (that was another Herculean task) I saw that the power cord had pulled loose from the chair.
So now I am back in the chair, vibrating and baking and I am NOT getting up for anything.
Please don't call because I left my. phone in the kitchen.
