Tonight he met me at the door and presented me with a bag of chocolate-covered blueberries.
"Here's your present!"
"Oh, thank you!"
"You might want to sit down to eat it." And stepped back to reveal the footstool.
"Ooh!"
And after I tried that out he stepped back again and revealed that the actual chair was in the bedroom.
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And then he showed me the blisters he got from assembling it before I got home. Aw, my sweet dear!
(ETA: The other thing I'm dithering on about in the back of my mind is "waaaay too expensive!" I'm trying to console myself with the thoughts of A) I think he likes the chair as much as I do and B) he does get an employee discount, so it wasn't as much as the catalogue price. And C) I do believe in having not a lot of things but the best - the old recliner has to go, now. And this chair will be much easier to keep clean. Even so, I've got to admit I'm feeling rather jaw-droppy. I'm never comfortable with spending money.)
(ETA yet again: Feeling better about that after a quick discussion. ;))
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you'll have that chair for the rest of your life, it looks like - and odds are, everytime you sit down in it, you'll think of him and be happy. to me, that sounds worth it.
(and awww! blisters! that's so sweet.)
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Thanks! :)