Nerdguy needs back surgery, and shouldn’t be lifting anything heavy. And I sure as hell can’t lift a 32 inch TV by myself! Mostly because of how awkward the shape is more so than the weight. Because I am surprisingly strong. Maybe cheesies build muscle – I don’t know. Although that Chester Cheetah dude has skinny little barbie arms. It’s a mystery.
We could have phoned someone to help us, except we are the two most stubborn people on the planet when it comes to asking for help. So scratch that plan.
Clearly a wheelbarrow in the family room was the only way to go.
I’m sure we’re on YouTube somewhere if anyone caught footage of us wheeling the TV out the front door, DOWN THE STAIRS, and into the garage. You know as much as I complain about several of our neighbours, I’m beginning to think that we may be the problem. Have you seen the movie The ‘Burbs with Tom Hanks? I think we might be moving away from being like the characters in his family and a little too close to being the neighbours they were spying on.
This all happened a year ago.
What happened to the TV and the wheelbarrow?
One guess why I can’t park my mini-van in the garage this winter.
If you see me pushing a wheelbarrow down the street one day, don’t make eye contact.