It's our final night in our apartment in St. Paul. Our entire life is locked up in a Penske truck outside. (If you are a robber, please ignore that last sentence.) Dave and I both felt rather guilty watching the guys we hired to load our truck sweat up a storm as they carried out all our heavy boxes and furniture. But let's be honest- I couldn't carry that couch back in September and I still can't now.
Back when we bought the aforementioned couch from our favorite local Swedish retailer, we had a rent a small truck to get it home. And this truck was JUST big enough to necessitate a loading ramp. We got the couch set up on a flat cart and we wheeled it out to the parking lot. Step one: complete. Step two would prove more challenging: actually getting it into the truck.
Attempt #1: Pick up couch and carry into truck.
Dave picked up his end with no problem at all. I picked up my end and within about 5 seconds, dropped it again. It was just too awkward and heavy for me. We tried that method a couple more times before we realized it would not work. But THEN! We looked at the loading ramp... we looked at the flat cart... and we thought... why not?
Attempt #2: Put the couch on the flat cart, have Dave get a running start, and roll it all the way up the ramp.
Ready, GO! Dave lines up the cart and goes for it. He runs, he makes contact with the ramp, he gets halfway up the ramp... and then he stalls. It won't go any further. So there Dave stands, nearly parallel to the loading ramp, his arms extended, elbows locked, holding the flat cart in place, but unable to make any further progress forward. Crap. All the while, I am standing to the side, offering whatever "helpful" advice/warnings/encouragement I can think of.
Attempt #3: Becca and Dave awkwardly switch places.
Becca is now imitating SuperMan, arms outstretched like I am ready to take to the skies. Dave gets above the couch and somehow, miraculously is able to scootch the couch from the flatcart into the truckbed. Success!! (Just please don't ask how we got it into the apartment. I was even LESS help there.)
So, needless to say, we hired movers today. And they were able to get our couch, bed, trunk, bookcase, and all 8,000 of our boxes loaded into our 16-foot truck in just over an hour. I am truly amazed.
PS- We'll be on the road for over 8 hours tomorrow. Give me a call! I've got plenty of time to chat!
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