Thank you for always being there for me. During this past week your tolerance for me has been tried and tested, and may I just say that you have passed with flying colors. After I get the kids off to school and kiss the husband goodbye as he leaves for work, I have used you as a place of quiet reflection, a place to fold laundry, and a place hold my bag loaded with books and papers and pens. And at the end of the day, after I have been the teacher and then the student, I often visit you again. You know, just so you know I still care. Your brown leathery comfort helps me to relax and stretch out my weary body. You are the best.
ps Sorry for the teensy bit of drool tonight when I passed out.