Wednesday (four days ago, now) our sofa and chair arrived! We've been camping with our recliner and a rocking chair now for over a month and were eagerly anticipating having a more abundant choice of seats again. But it was not as simple as we thought it would be!
The delivery men brought the couch into the building and down our hall but couldn't get it through the door! In the end, after a bit of calculating, they took it through into the courtyard outside our patio and brought it in over the patio fence. They had to lift it over the fence as there is no gate. Quite a feat as the fence is a good six feet high, with a large step down from the beds onto the patio floor once you get across the fence. We got quite the display of he-man musculature during this operation! I wish I'd had the sense to video them doing this but I was so nervous they would break down the fence that the thought never occurred to me until it was all over.
Yesterday, when talking with Becca and Mal, I learned they, too, were unable to get their old couch into their new house, or even into the studio. They'll have to sell it and buy something more flexible, a pity because that couch made into a very comfortable bed, but they seem quite cheerful about it. I find it so ironic we both had couch challenges in this move. Who knew our couches were so big? Or perhaps that our houses are so small? I hope our new sofa bed proves at least as comfortable as they one they will have to shed.
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