In my chair

I’ve felt very much like Jimmy Steward in Rear Window this last week, although for me the chair is by the front window.  I look out at Lawn Place and see my little slice of world going by.  So far, no one looks like a murderer.

This chair seems to be one of the few places I’m really comfortable.  The ottoman is the right height.  The pillows behind my back support me in all the right places.  And Samson snuggles comfortably at my side.

I said yesterday that the novelty of ‘how am I going to get this sock on today?’ has worn off.  I meant it.

But God is still in the heavens, and the sky is still blue.  And all will be well.

Tonight: decision time about a couple of things in my daily life.

Tomorrow: a full day, and more contract labor on the manse.

1 thought on “In my chair

  1. I loved the reference to Jimmy Stewart. I got to talk to him on the telephone while a t Mr. Logan’s. They both attended Princeton and JS was an architect major. Somehow he and Mr. Logan knew one another. Logan was directing a production and they needed an extra – Logan ran into JS on campus and offered him the part. JS accepted and got hooked. For several years Logan, JS and Henry Fonda were roommates in NYC. They surprised Logan in the 1980’s with a huge all star gala tribute to his career.

    Loved your description of your world from your chair. My study offers a wonderful view of my world on the backside of Shroyer – the school activity to the south and backyard and nature and romping dogs to the west.

    Enjoy this little corner of your world. It’s not often you are still.

    Darin’s iPhone says, “Make it a great day!”

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