Never Underestimate the Love Between a Man and His Recliner

On the threshold of a new decade, I have been reviewing the past year and planning for 2020. What worked well in 2019? What didn’t? What are my goals for 2020, both personal and business? What systems and habits will I put in place to achieve these goals? What will be my forcing mechanisms to make them happen? How will I reward myself for goals achieved? etc. Sign up to receive my free monthly email articles on retirement planning--no cost, no obligation . As you look back on last year with all its ups and downs, don’t forget to celebrate the victories and be thankful to God and the people who helped you along the way. Even the crosses the Lord gives you are part of His work for a greater good. On this last day of 2019, I was preparing the house for guests tonight. As I was vacuuming around my blue, swiveling, reclining La-Z-Boy puffy chair, I thought about how the old boy is still holding up and looking good. (I think of this chair being like the helm of the spaceship enterprise. It is from the chair I command the computer, various recording and streaming software, and the entertainment center with dual screen monitors through a 40 feet HDMI cable under the floor. Seldom are others privileged to take the helm.) |

Anyway, I looked at that chair and realized it doesn’t look bad at all, especially considering it has been here since I built the house in 1991. My parents and Scott Darnell chipped in together and bought it from Stone Furniture in Cumming as a house-warming gift. Some other used furniture from my parents, metal filing cabinets for nightstands, and this chair served me well as a bachelor.
Here is an old picture of me with my friends Everett Thompson and Scott Darnell at the Echols Bachelor Pad.

Of course, when I got married in 1996 all that changed. The metal filing cabinets for nightstands had to go. Some curtains were placed over the windows. Pictures were hung on the walls that were now painted with accent colors and such. (I had purposely left the house quite bare in anticipation of my future wife’s makeover of the place.)
I remember when Lisa was filling the house with nice, durable furniture, she was telling me how much money we were saving. But I was seeing the bank account going down. I never will forget saying “Let’s not save any more money.” But I enjoyed watching her beautify our house. Lisa has a remarkable gift for envisioning how a space can be decorated and then making it a reality. I guess her eye for beauty is why she married me. :)
But in her zeal to transform our house into a home, she strongly suggested the La-Z-Boy needed to go to the basement . This was extremely disturbing to me. Our premarital pastor Varon Crosby had not brought up the subject of the La-Z-Boy during our counseling.
Now I know there are many compromises that individuals need to make in marriage but moving the La-Z-Boy to the basement was not one I was going to entertain. Lisa had underestimated the special relationship that exists between a man and his recliner , which just so happened to predate my knowing her. And by the way, my chair was already there when she agreed to marry me.
I made my plea, and thankfully, she acquiesced, and hence we are still married today--I mean hence the La-Z-Boy is still with us today.
Because the La-Z-Boy was blue (not even the right color of her living room motif), Lisa creatively used the chair as a transition piece between the living room and the breakfast area, coloring the breakfast room with blue to match it. Yes, she actually left the chair and decorated around it.

Now THAT is what you call a sacrifice for a man and his recliner. Happy 2020!


Travis Echols , CRPC®, CSA
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