So then I went out and bought....

.....a monkey chair. Yes, you read that sentence right. I am now the proud owner of a monkey chair.

About 3 months ago, I went to a garage sale. Bought LOTS of cool things there that I altered and they ended up living at my brothers home. (I will try to find some pics if you want to see them). At that garage sale was, what I refer to as the *The Monkey Chair*. I saw this chair and I wanted it. I WANTED it. There was no rhyme or reason to that want. I do not have a thing for monkies at all. They are nice and all but monkies are just not my style. I told myself all of that and then I backed away from the monkey chair and left.

I was in training last week. We had a bit of time after lunch so we decided to do a little shopping. We went into a store and there she was....the women that had the garage sale....the owner of the store.

Me *Hi! Do you still have that monkey chair that was at your garage sale?*

Her *Yes! Yes I still do!!*

Me *I WANT IT!*

And now, I am the proud owner of a monkey chair. A monkey chair that does not match any room of my house....NOT ONE ROOM.

This is just so unlike me. My mom has decided that I have gone a bit crazy. She will point out that this was something she would have done and not me. I am sometimes frivilous but it is with small items and not large ones.

I am in love with this chair and its beautiful pinks and browns.

My dream is to eventually be able to buy my own home and have a craft studio in it. My monkey chair will live happily in my craft studio.

In the meantime, the monkey chair and I will just have to wait until that dream comes true.

Isn't he so cute?!?!?