August 30, 2004

Douglas Adams had something to say about this.

Please consider one couch, one upstairs apartment and one backyard cottage.

The couch is large and heavy. It's long, wide, and did I mention heavy? The upstairs apartment has one wide front door with twisty stairs, and one narrower back door with slightly less twisty stairs. The cottage has one medium-sized front door with narrow steps and a slightly cramped porch.

The couch entered the scene via the twisty stairs and wide front door, via the efforts of two burly furniture-delivery professionals. It took a considerable amount of turning, backing, turning again, hoisting, lowering, and squeezing for them to get the couch up the stairs. The door, thankfully, was easy.

This week, hopefully, will contain a day in which the couch will be moved from the upstairs apartment to the cottage (I'll get to the hopefully part later). The available personnel for this move consists of: Jacob, myself, and whatever help we can solicit from Roommates Katie and Frank. Jacob is burly. Frank is burly. I am not burly. Katie is not burly. No one of the four of us is a professional mover or deliveryperson.

Living room gets cleared out to create a path for mobile couches. Couch goes across living room to hallway, down hallway, through tight spot next to rear bedroom, out narrowish back door, onto back porch. Couch goes around turn on porch, down steep tiled stairs, around tight turn at bottom next to stucco wall, down last few cement steps, onto lawn. Couch goes across lawn to cottage steps, around turn next to bushes, up steps, onto porch, around turn next to porch railing, and in through medium-sized door.

As long as nobody dies, I think it'll be fun.

Posted by dianna at August 30, 2004 10:49 AM

Oh, I didn't get to the hopefully bit. Oh well. I'm sure you can all imagine the story perfectly well by yourselves.

Posted by: Dianna at August 30, 2004 10:50 AM

Man goes into cage. Cage goes into couch. Shark's in the couch. Our couch.

Posted by: Jacob at August 30, 2004 12:23 PM

ohhhh. i just got the douglas adams reference.

a shark on beer is a beer engineer, but what is a shark in a couch? ouch.

Posted by: didofoot at August 30, 2004 12:24 PM

I continue to maintain that the simplest way to do this is to build a pulley frame with 2x4s, remove the glass from the big window out front, and lower it from the window with ropes. I suppose you should put the glass back in the window when you're done.

Posted by: Andrew at August 30, 2004 12:36 PM

i could bring you catcatcats this weekend! shall i? i can! on sunday? say yes!

Posted by: michele at August 30, 2004 01:05 PM


Jacob: stop it. I'm not supposed to be howling and rolling on the floor at work; it's unprofessional.

Kristen: yes. I'm not even going to try putting the problem into a computer program, because as soon as I do it'll tell me it's impossible and take up my computer's entire processing power for several years.

Andrew: good grief, how long have you been lurking around here, Mister Lurker? Anyway, we can't do it without your help. You engineer the pulley system, I'll take pictures and give you copies.

Posted by: Dianna at August 30, 2004 01:11 PM

curse you with you non-yes-ing!

Posted by: michele at August 30, 2004 01:14 PM

I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

Yes? I think? There are gaping holes where the windows are supposed to be. Catcatcat can't live in a house with gaping non-window holes.

Posted by: Dianna at August 30, 2004 01:28 PM

EH. she goes outside now and is perfectly happy to return. but you just let me know if you want her sunday once you are actually moved in. and the other catcatcat. does katie still want her? or is it changed since now there's a dog living there?

Posted by: michele at August 30, 2004 01:45 PM

No, no, Katie definitely still wants Huey. The dog is on a leash at pretty much all times (which makes me sad, but I realize that it's fairly necessary until she calms down a little), so shy catcatcat will just be able to hang out under Katie's bed without being unwillingly dogged.

I should have specified. Gaping window holes don't prevent catcatcat from living in the cottage, they prevent us from living in the cottage. We want catcatcat as soon as we're living in the cottage, we just don't know when that will be. CATCATCAT!

Posted by: Dianna at August 30, 2004 03:01 PM

that cat's name is huey? how did i manage to forget that. yours is peanut, right? oh man. these cats. such bad names.

Posted by: michele at August 30, 2004 03:42 PM

I'm confused. Where is this cottage, exactly?

Posted by: Arianna at August 30, 2004 07:22 PM

The cottage is in my backyard! I'm moving to the backyard!

It's true. It's a detached mother-in-law unit behind the duplex I've been living in. It's quite cute. It's got a porch and a pointy roof and vines and stuff (okay, so we just planted the vines last month, they still count).

Posted by: Dianna at August 30, 2004 10:16 PM