We recently bought new (to us!) living room furniture. Friday after school and piano lessons, we borrowed our friends' truck to haul the furniture from down near the city up to our house. We left with the truck in beautiful sunny weather and promptly drove into the midst of a downpour...
Thankfully, we drove out of it, and it stayed clear the whole time we were hauling the furniture out of the apartment, down a short flight of stairs, and up into the truck...and the whole time we were loading up, tarping, and tying it all down...and we only hit a light sprinkle on the way home. Although it was evident as we neared home that there had been some significant rain while we were gone, it was clear by the time we were coming through. This was a huge answer to prayer, since I really, really didn't want to test our tarping job...especially since the couches are ivory-ish, and, despite my best scrubbing efforts, there was residual red Georgia dirt all over the tarp...!
I forgot to take pictures while we were loading up, but here we are at home, getting ready to unload two couches and a twin mattress. (Can you say 'Ma and Pa Kettle'?!)
First we had to divest the living room of its current furniture (which my brother Caleb laid claim to long ago -- he says it's the most comfortable couch he's ever been on...we're glad it's going to someone who loves it). It was really nice to have a son old enough to be some real help...I'm stronger than I look, but a whole day of loading, unloading, and carrying large pieces of furniture was starting to take its toll on my poor fingers! (Note one of my favorite uses for our mechanic's creeper!)
Then we had to carry all the new stuff up the hill, up the sidewalk (which is also uphill), up onto the porch, and in the house. After the whole day's worth of moving all this furniture, I have no desire to move any furniture again any time soon!