I bought a couch today. It's a beautiful, gently used white leather couch from Rooms-to-Go. I paid next-to-nothing for it thanks to a Tuscaloosa tradition: departing students bequeath their belongings to continuing students. We do our best to make living here as comfortable as possible. One problem: I can't get it through the door.
Some friends and I tried every couch-moving trick we could think of. We took the feet off the couch and the door off the hinge. We twisted and turned. We corkscrewed. We slid and stood. Nothing worked. The couch was too big, or the door too short. Professional movers are coming by to consult later. Meanwhile, I have a couch in the hallway.
If they can't move it in, I'll consider rigging up a block and tackle and taking it through the kitchen window. Did I mention I live on the second floor? I have good friends. I'd love to offer them a place to sit someday.
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