Thursday, September 28, 2006

Just Right Chair

I used to wonder why other folks in college could sit up nicely through a three-hour class and I would end up sliding down with my legs stretched out in front of me. Why was it that I couldn’t sit like a lady? Had I no manners, no poise, no dignity? Even when I consciously tried, I failed. Was I a hopeless case in these matters?

Finally, I realized it wasn't me. It was the chairs.

Chairs don't fit me. They’re too big or too small, but they’re not just right. Really.

Chairs don’t fit me. My legs are too long. Sitting in chairs with my feet on the floor puts my knees higher than . . . than they should be. That’s not right. Crossing my legs turns me into triangle balanced on a point. Tall people everywhere must have this problem too. Why don’t I seem to notice them being bothered by it?

Chairs don’t fit me. My derrière is too bony. I get “bleacher butt,” if I sit too long in a chair with no cushion. My bottom falls asleep. It gets numb, which is an interesting, uncomfortable feeling. I even got bruises from sitting too long. I don’t blame the chairs. They just weren’t made for me.

Chairs don’t fit me. My mind wasn’t meant to sit for hours while people talk about things that aren’t important. I think better when I’m walking and moving and talking. I push information through my brain faster when my whole body is involved in the process. I’m wreck at the end of a long sitting meeting.

Chairs I meet weren’t made to fit me.

One day I will find a just right chair. It will be the perfect height from the floor and have a perfect cushion. I'll feel as if I’m on top of the world when I sit on it.

My just right chair will have a feedback loop that pushes me out to walk when the time is just right.

It will be beautiful too.

When things are just right, they always are beautiful.

−me strauss Letting me be

11 comments:

Dawn said...

Great observations, Liz. I don't have the same kind of problems with my legs or derriere, but I sure know what you mean about your mind. I, too, am a wreck after a long sitting meeting.

ME Strauss said...

Hey Dawn,
So chairs don't fit your mind either. Someone needs to design a new mind-fitting chair!

Tell No One said...

I'm 5'2, I can do cartwheels in pretty much any chair. :) They were always good for me to fall asleep in when people were talking about unimportant things. School always put me to sleep, I missed out on a lot!

ME Strauss said...

Hi tell no one!
I have a friend who says, "It's school. I knew I was supposed to be bored." That was such a new thought the first time I heard her say that. It made me crazy to sit and listen to people say mundance and unimportant things . . . it still does. I can do if I can walk around. But not in a chair.You were lucky you could sleep :)

Sunil Bajpai said...

"When things are just right, they always are beautiful."

So true!

And when circumstances change, and the same things are not longer just right, they also become less beautiful.

Yes, they do.

ME Strauss said...

Hi Sunil Bajpai
Yes that is also true. We are fickle creatures. It seems beauty is really just what suits us, isn't it?

crissachappell said...

I have the same problem. But the chair in that picture looks perfect!

ME Strauss said...

Hi Chrissa,
I'm smiling. I had trouble finding a picture of a chair I could relate to. I'm glad you agree this is one tha is a possibility. :)

Candice said...

Hey Liz, been a while since I've looked over here.

Anyway, what I was going to say is I have a friend, Simon, who is very tall and lean (6'4 or so.) When renovating his house from hurricane damage, he set the height of his kitchen counters several inches higher than is the norm, so that he could cook food without having to reach down quite so far.

Sounds a lot like your search for the perfect chair.

Me, I've always been happy with my height. I'm just tall enough to never need to hem pants. :)

candice said...

Oh, and that was me, apparently the new beta of blogger picked up my logged-in gmail account.

ME Strauss said...

Hi Candice,
Your friend did what Wilt Chamberlain did to his entire house. I guess rich basketball players can do that, and probably need to.

I love your description of how tall you are. Mine would be I'm just tall enough that when I was in a wedding they always had to order the bridesmaid dress with +5 inches longer. :)