Yeah right. So I've been a little slack with stories lately. Well, here's one that spans a few months. A month ago, Kristine ordered a desk and a file cabinet. It was delivered to the back porch. So all I have to do initially was get the 2 boxes inside.
Holy crap, what is in those things? I'm sure my spleen popped out at some point.
A month later I decide perhaps I should move them upstairs out of the way. I mean the 3rd floor office, not just 1 flight. Ugh. But this time I decide to open the boxes and carry the individual pieces up. Good idea. Except she has 375 stairs in this place. Worse, this 'wood' is obviously some sort of titanium-granite alloy, that just happens to look like balsa wood.
So between each trip, I had to eat a bowl of Wheaties, drink a bottle of Gatorade and stretch. I now weigh 400lbs.
So if this is how much trouble it took just to get the pieces up, just wait til I start putting them together!
Clay "It's like I never learn" Berry
Coming soon: Florida vacation