See this? We moved a couch from their apartment to ours on Saturday. So now their apartment is even more empty. The couch-moving invoolved Jake and our friend Steve carrying half a couch down seven flights of stairs (yes, that's right: seven) while Aly and I waited in the parking lot with cushions. Fortunately, both pieces of the couch fit in our elevator (fitting in the elevator is why they had to carry the couch in the first place), so the move-in took exponentially less time than the move-out. We're the third owners of the couch, and damn if it isn't comfy!
Our living room is now all seating area: one love seat, one oversized chair, and one L-shaped couch. We need to have a party soon, now that we actually have room for people to sit. Fortunately, we have more than enough room for tonight's houseguest to crash.
And Jake is an expert U-Haul driver!
3 comments:
I don't want to brag, but I carry cushions like a champ! I carried two at a time without breaking a sweat.
Aly
Yeah, seven flights is a lot, but J, you unloaded the couch from the building to the U-Haul in the basement -- so that's EIGHT floors. NOT TO MENTION that each floor is TWO FLIGHTS. So it was, in actuality, an impressive feat of 16 flights of stairs. If your faithful readers are going to get a mental picture of Jake - make sure they're appropriately impressed. :P Hangin' in NY a bit. Will holla from NZ. ~BG&D
Since we got a digital camera from mom and dad for Hanukkah, pictures of the aforementioned couch will be up soon. Feel free to visit the blog whenever you miss the comfiness!
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