We recently got some furniture. We’ve decided on a few things about the home setup lately, and those decisions have made it possible for us to go ahead with some furniture purchases we’d been considering but putting off because we didn’t know how we wanted to set things up.
I found two pieces that we both really liked, and we ordered them from the one place in our area that deals with the manufacturer. Then we found out that they don’t do home delivery. Hmm. So Michael took the seats out of the minivan, went down there, and brought back our furniture. With some help from the local brother-in-law, it’s in our house. (Incidentally, when we were looking at our house and enjoying its big porch and perch on a hill…we weren’t thinking about how we would have to bring furniture up all those steps…)
When Michael was off work the week of Thanksgiving, we went to Ikea to get a few more things. Michael did most of the heavy lifting, and he’s done most of the putting together, too, much to the joy and delight of his young son, who discovered that he loves hammering. He also loves screwdrivers and screw and nails and wrenches and pliers and…tools.
Today, we had all the living room pieces in the living room and assembled, so we decided to try the setup we’d been thinking of. This meant moving around some heavy furniture. Even though I helped a bit, Michael did most of the heavy lifting. We got it all set up as we had planned. I didn’t like the arrangement. At all. (Michael admits that he didn’t, either.)
So, we moved it around again. Now we both like the setup. And Michael, who did most of the heavy lifting again, not 10 minutes after the first set of heavy lifting, didn’t complain one bit.
He’s my hero.
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