I made a mistake and now I am paying the price.
When we were in negotiations for the current rearrangement of the house, the biggest arguments were over furniture. I'm in "less is more" category in terms of furniture; my spouse is in the "never let it go" camp. When we needed something, or something didn't work, we would buy another something, but the old one would stay behind too, "just in case". I felt like I was living in a furniture warehouse. It really wasn't that bad, but it felt that way to me.
So when we were creating our little 'tv nook" and picked our chairs, I had planned two chairs, a his and hers kind of scenario. G wanted his chair. But he also wanted his other chair, the one he never sat in to watch tv but sometime sat in. He wasn't willing to choose even though the springs are shot on the old chair, the arms are falling off, and it is held together by bolts and rubber bands, yes rubber bands. I wanted my own chair, but I also wanted fewer chairs. And I didn't want to discuss it anymore. So I caved.
But although I can sit in these chairs for a short time. I am not comfortable sitting and knitting. So I haven't been knitting much while we watch television in the evenings. I get up and down a lot, move around, fiddle. It is not particularly conducive to knitting. And during the day I am doing other things, not knitting things. As you would expect, there has been little knitting progress on my own projects, We have spent some time on G's project, but at 5 to 10 stitches per hour, it is still slow going.
I recently learned however that I can pad one of the chairs with a few bed pillows and get moderately comfortable. I can knit this way, so there is hope. I picked up the ruby bubbles cardigan and am working on it again.
G recently commented that the old chair really is uncomfortable, that it is hard and lumpy, and that it falls apart when one tries to move it. I don't think he is ready to give it up yet, but the idea is germinating. So now, when I shift the pillows around in my chair to prepare for an evening of knitting, I smile to myself because I know I'll have my own knitting chair yet.