And then I was a comfy chair.

Today was pretty nice. Just like the day before that. And tomorrow. Tomorrow will be nice like every day is nice. I don't have a lot of responsibility, and my peers say I'm supportive and good looking. I spend a lot of time watching TV, even though I never get to choose the channel. Overall, I'm content with my life, even if the kids spill Juicey Juice on my sometimes it usually gets mostly cleaned up.
My owner's about 125 pounds, which isn't bad. My buddy Jerry across the street has it rough, though, his dude's at least 300, and his wife's probably double that. Sometimes I forget how lucky I am. He's a dining room chair. He doesn't get as much action as me, especially since my owner got Satellite installed. I get over 500 channels, and he gets two fat lards and a sweet view of the back wall. Poor guy, he's getting old too.
The couch got removed yesterday. That was a little depressing. He was crying out in the street until about 5 when the big thing rolled up and hauled him off. We didn't say anything, but we both knew it would happen soon. Coffee table had some Second Sofa ads on him, and told us about that. He only told me, though, that the only open pages were love seats and couches. I didn't know what to say, so I didn't. The new couch is nice, though. He doesn't quite match me like the old couch, but he brings the room together, and has a lot to say. He wouldn't shut up during Die Hard, but I'm sure he'll calm down over time.
The patio set said its getting cold outside and will probably rain this weekend, which means the Owner might finally watch all those Harry Potters he recorded a while back. I never got to see the second and fourth ones, I hope he'll watch them all or the new ones won't make sense to me. Owner did that with the Pirates of the Caribbean movies and I never understood where Johnny Depp was for one third of the thing. Oh well, at least the mermaids were kind of hot in the last one.