It all began with a bed. A bed that I loved. A Big Heavy Mahogany Bed. Below is a picture of it at The Downtown Townhouse.
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The challenge? Getting The Big Heavy Mahogany bed up the modest arched stairway in The Historic House By The Water.
So the arch and I decided to part ways.
And I thought our problem was solved.
Until yesterday, anyway, when Contractor Douglas came back to mud the walls. He and I decided to haul The Big Heavy Mahogany Bed up the stairway.
Which was a mistake. (I make a lot of mistakes.)
Because we got stuck.
That's Contractor Douglas. Doesn't he look sweet? (And I'm not just saying that because he looked at me with pure shock and awe yesterday while declaring, "You are not thir-teee? Nooo?! Really?" It would have been nearly perfect if he hadn't pronounced 30 with the disdain of a person about to eat live worms for breakfast.) He's just as nice of a guy as he looks, too. I know, because after being stuck in that stairwell for a couple of hours he was still smiling just like that.
The thing he's holding is the foot board of The Big Heavy Mahogany Bed. You probably can't tell, but it's wrapped around both of those walls. It was like playing Twister. Don't ask me how we did it. If I had a clue, then we wouldn't have been stuck. We just happened to finagle those legs into that one-in-a-million position that ended with us hugging the center of the stairwell. It turns out that the few inches that demolishing the arch earned us, wasn't able to allow us to quite clear the risers with those extra long posts. And we couldn't take the arch up any further without relocating a stud. Which meant that we'd have to... you get the idea. The whole thing was going somewhere that I didn't like.
So this morning, we tried something else.
Contractor Doug and his father, Contractor Bobby, came up with the idea to remove our non-functioning back window, climb the bed (piece by piece) up the back roof on 2 ladders, and then pull it inside of The Guest Bedroom window.
Aaand, guess what? It worked, it worked, it worked! Finally, the bed was in the room!
Oh joy of joys. Seriously. It felt like Christmas morning.
And all in the nick of time for our out of town visitor tomorrow. Phew.
When it was all over, they repaired the window. I'll be slapping some touch up paint around the room later today, and moving on to the furnishings and window treatments.
So that's the conclusion of The Big Heavy Mahogany Bed Saga.
I think things panned out pretty well. No one took a nose dive from a ladder, and I was eventually retrieved from being smothered by that foot board on the stairs. Eventually.
I'd call that success. Or at least a happy ending. (But not that way. Sheesh.)