We had our first “pick up furniture someone offered us” experience. It was…interesting.
My best friend’s aunt graciously offered Tony and I a couch for the house. This made us ecstatic because, up until this point, we were to have only my grandparent’s bedroom set and whatever boxes we moved into the house with as furniture.
So I rounded up my uncle, who has a pick-up truck, my best guy friend and Tony and we set out to grab the couch. Turns out the initial couch was REALLY wide (although really comfy looking) and probably wouldn’t have been able to fit into the house. But, we were told that there was a narrower couch downstairs with a chair to match that we could have. Yes, we took it – but not without problem.
The furniture was in the basement of the house which was, thankfully, attached to the garage. It was blockaded in by a pool table and a pillar, though. And, as you may know, you can’t just move a pool table or the whole thing’ll have to get realigned or some shit. I didn’t know this until I was all, “Well hey, let’s get this out of the way” and it was met with “NO!!!” from all people present. I didn’t ask to kill a puppy – it’s a pool table for Christ’s sake.
So the couch had to be lifted up above the pool table then moved through a narrow hallway to the door. Well, after seeing some majorly impressive real-life Tetris moves come out of my uncle instructing the boys to move it this way and that, we finally had to take the legs off the couch to get it through the door. It’s amazing what three inches can do. (That’s what she said?)
Same thing for the chair. It was loaded on the truck and on the way to my grandfather’s for storage.
It got off the truck and into the garage fine. My uncle left and myself and the boys stayed to talk to my grandfather. Not two minutes after walking out the door my uncle was back inside.
He backed into my car with his truck.
So now Mo (Moesha is her full name) has a crinkle-fry hood that needs to be completely replaced and a jiggly headlight. My poor baby
We have to pick up another couch from a friend of ours. Can’t wait to do that. Maybe I’ll have a pancake for a car afterward.
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