Fixed Chair

One week ago tonight, I did my little "garbage night" walk around the neighbourhood hoping to find free firewood. I found a couple of sticks, but I also found this ripped up folding chair. "I can fix that," I thought and brought it home. (Being careful to hide it from Dave T because he gives me that look when I bring junk home.)

But look at it now. I replaced the torn up vinyl with fabric from a windsurfing sail that Donna B gave me years ago and added new padding to the seat from foam left over from when I made Dave T the cosmo kit. And it was all done during re-boot cycles when windows or word crashed on me.