And then there were two

My lovely wife and I have the house to ourselves of late. It's taken a few weeks for that to sink in. These days when kids move out, few stay moved out. Quite a few friends have shared our roof over the years too. Even my dad has spent some extended time with us in years past.

Right now the place is all ours again, and we are slowly reorganizing it to our needs. Rooms are being emptied then set up the way we want them.

I just moved a massive love seat into the living room. Even with the legs removed it was a tight fit up the stairs. That love seat was starting to become a joke. Friends of ours gave it to us and helped load it in the van. Using a dolly I moved it from the van to the porch. It sat on the porch a while so I could remove and repair the legs. After that, I wheeled it inside to the base of the stairs -where it sat.

Okay, one disadvantage of living way out in the woods is that someone can't just pop over for a few minutes to help move furniture. It sat at the bottom of those stairs for a couple weeks. Friends showed up, but were walking with canes after back operations or wearing knee braces and whatnot. Finally I called in a favor and nice strong young man helped move it up the stairs. Mission accomplished.

If anyone else ever shares our roof, they'd better be able to move furniture.

My lovely wife has some decorating ideas, but I like my plan. Forget about making the walls pretty. We could fill all the wall space with book shelves. There are enough books in boxes right now to cover about all available wall space. People have libraries in their bathrooms, right?

-Sixbears