I bought a rocking chair on Monday. We are madly in love.
I think my rocking chair needs a name, and I'm leaning towards either "Gretchen" or "Hilda."
Note One: I rarely name my possessions. Yes, I have nicknames for our waffle iron and the navigation system in my car; but I have not named the fridge, washing machine, or any of the house plants. I am quirky but in control of my quirkiness.
Note Two: A rocking chair obviously has feelings, dreams and a sense of humor. But I recognize that the rest of our furniture are inanimate objects. Except the living room couch. Our living room couch is neurotic and needs a good therapist. (Ever since my parents gave me the couch, it has suffered from severe abandonment issues).