furnituriffic

When Ecko offered to deliver our furniture for $100, we scoffed. Scoff, scoff! We have a truck! We will do it ourselves!

Well I'm starting to understand why people pay for furniture delivery. It's exhausting! Saturday we brought home the new chair and put the old chair out on the porch. That was the easy day. Wednesday I moved the loveseat into the spare room just to get it out of the way (being by myself, I dragged/shoved it. It was crazy hard until I realized I could remove the feet and then it would fit through the doorways), moved the TV to the other side of the room, and cleaned all the spaces previously hidden by furniture. Thursday we spent most of the day picking up the couch, getting it into the house, and dragging the old couch and chair out and around to the backyard. And, of course, cleaning behind the couch. Which, since it hadn't been moved in years, was super nasty.

Today I took the old chair to the dump in the morning, then after work we went back to the furniture store to pick up this tall cabinet we decided to get as well. We've been wanting something non-hideous to store dishes in for years, and this was on major sale. So anyway, we went back to Raleigh to get this cabinet, and brought it into the house. Plus I had to go back to the dump before driving out to Ecko. Because after dumping the chair in the morning, I stupidly drove away without getting reweighed and getting my deposit back. The deposit was $20 and the dumping fee was $2.40, so it was well worth the trip to go back! I called when I realized what I had done, and they were really nice about holding the deposit for me. Still I had to get back before 4 when they close out the register. It made the afternoon a bit hectic.

This weekend we have to take the couch to the dump, carry the loveseat out of the house (I can't even get to my closet with it filling up the spare room), take the loveseat to the dump too if we have time (they close at noon tomorrow), empty the horrible china cabinet and carry it outside, move and fill the new cabinet, drill a new hole in the floor for the TV cable, and go into the crawl space and move the cable to the new hole. Plus I have to get ready for my Harold Arlen tribute show on Sunday. Whew!

(Actually I'm almost ready for the Harold Arlen show. I just need a few more instrumentals for the talksets and to time it all out.)