Memories of a Bar Stool from the past

I am being haunted by memories of furniture from the past. Since moving back to Tennessee in 1982, I have lived in three locations in Kingsport, Tennessee; two locations in Chattanooga, Tennessee; one location in Knoxville, Tennessee; and now a log cabin in the country in Mosheim, Tennessee. As you probably have guessed, I have gone through a lot of furniture in that time.

As I sit here typing and drinking a cappuccino, I am reminded of a really pretty condo I lived in when living in the second location in Kingsport. My husband (now an ex-husband) and I had our kitchen specially designed with a bar area with a large opening onto the living room with a view of Bays Mountain. I loved to sit on our pretty bar stools in the kitchen, drink hot chocolate or eat a sandwich and stare out at that gorgeous view.  

When we divorced, I no longer lived anywhere where I had the need of a bar stool. That’s too bad, because there are some really attractive-looking bar stools that you can buy on-line or by going to a furniture store.

Thinking back to that condo, when we first laid eyes on it, we were in love with all parts of the condo with the exception of the kitchen. It had this horrible navy blue and white checkerboard wall paper and the kitchen was all closed in with a kind of claustrophobic feeling. The bank gave us a re-decoration allowance as part of our closing costs deal. So we had the wallpaper torn out, new counter-tops installed, and we had that opening cut into the wall that separated the kitchen from the living room. I can’t recall if there was currently a bar area already there or not. I have a vague memory that there was.

That made a huge difference to that living space. It became one of my favorite areas in the house. I also could sit there and eat breakfast and lunch with a perfect view of the television set in the living room. Additionally, that opening was perfect when we had a party. People could talk to each other easily who were located in either room. Also, that bar area was a perfect spot to put out party food. Lastly, our phone was located nearby. So I could sit on one of those bar stools and chat on the phone in complete comfort.

By the way, as I recall, the bar stool was something like the above - only it was blue rather than brown.

I would love to hear about your past furniture memories or of current favorite furniture tales you have to share. Thanks for listening and have a great day!