|The curb from the front door|
continued from prior post yesterday
I stepped in the door and told
Albert Bob, I have a chair in the car.
WHAT? what kind of chair?
The one that is replacing that chair, pointing to the 100 pound rocker, says
|the chair that needed to be at the curb|
How did you get it in the car?
I didn't, 2 old men and an old lady put it in.
Albert starts throwing out questions
How do you think we can get that rocker out to the curb? it weighs 100 lbs.
How will we get the new chair in the house?
Cotello said, well come out and look at it, as I was struggling to drag the rocking rocker chair out of the spot in order to clean years of dust and dirty because we could not move it to vacuum.
He grabs it by the arms as I scream Wait It Rocks when you pick it up!
to late, it rocked a hole in his shin bone.
Albert grits his teeth, his face turns red, as he manhandles it to the middle of the floor, grabs it by the arms and staggers ON HIS NEW KNEE to the front door
screaming kindly asking me to open the door.
Costello is yelling you can't carry it that far, PUT IT DOWN!
Beau STAY, BEAU STAY, the door is wide open.
Albert yells he will not go anywhere
Costello yells, HE WILL if the Door is open.
The Chair is on the front porch, the curb is 75 feet away, Albert and Costello are weak and old .
Costello says we need to lock the rocker, then we can each take a side.
Albert yells we need a stick to lock it.
Costello heads for the garage and Albert is yelling where are you going?
Costello comes back Waving The Mop.
Albert yells, push it through the slot. Costello Does that
Albert Yells NOT THAT ONE, the other one
Costello says What other one?
Finally it is locked and can't rock.
Each of us grabs both hands on the end of the mop, and lift, not to bad mumbles Costello.
We stutter step SLOWLY groaning and moaning and finally sit i down at he curb.
Costello goes in the house while Albert screams WHERE ARE YOU GOING NOW?
I come back out with the rocking foot stool that has been in the closet so long he forgot it was there. Since he never gets his clothing from the closet he hasn't seen it. He prefers his clothing on chairs and door knobs.
Costello receives a matching bruise to her shin bone from the rocking foot stool.
The NEW chair is still in the car.
Albert Mumbles, we will never get it out, we will never get it in the house
Costello yells we CAN it doesn't weigh as much as the other one,
We wrangle it down onto the driveway and each pick up one arm and slowly walk it in the house and sit it down in the spot. I start moving it around, moving the table,
Albert says what are you doing, it is sitting where the other one was.
Costello says, I have to decide if I like it slanted or want i straight!
He says it does't matter it is where the other one was.
I say it MATTERS TO ME because it will Bother Me if I don't like where it is.
I finally sit in it and demostrate it swivels 380 degrees, demonstrate how I can sit with phone or chromebook on lap and he says are you going to tell me how much it cost?
YES!!!!! FORTY DOLLARS
he says FORDY DOLLARS? I said a new one starts at ONE THOUSAND AND TWENTY ONE!
I paid more for Beaus new Kong Bed than this chair!
He said WHAT????? he has no idea what the KONG bed costs and never will.
His last question is why did you want that one..
Here you go, I bet most of you can guess why THIS ONE?
Of course you guessed. It Matches. I it black leather and wood, as is everything in the living room, it's comfy and swivels and it since it is not new, but old new, it fits in with our old furniture.
I did not tell him I have been researching the cost of sectionals with chaise on line.....