One of the few things in life I'm finicky about is my spot in the living room. I have a reclining love seat that's got the perfect view of the TV, great acoustics, and an end table next to me for my beer and snacks. It's probably the one and only stereotypical behavior I share with TV dads. Hell, I even defy the stereotype by sharing the remote.
Late last week, the recliner cable broke. I've developed a habit over the years where I'd kick the recliner into its upright position when standing up, so my redneck repair was to use some creative cable kinking and a little masking tape to hold the cable in an extended position, so the recliner would not stay in the upright position.
The deeper discussion was what to do about the loveseat. The material is a combination of leather and vinyl. The vinyl has started to crack and flake away over the years. The cushioning has collapsed in places, so I sit at kind of a cant. In the grand scheme of things though, I'm not a "throw it away" guy. The chair still meets my functional needs.
So, for Father's Day, I ordered a new cable, and it arrived today. My Father's Day gift to myself was replacing the cable so I can recline again.
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