Couches

We now have couches! Actually, a couch and a loveseat. Our first pieces of furniture. And, of course, obtaining them was quite an adventure. They came from Dustin's old roommate who was moving and needing to get rid of them. We've been trying to pick them up for some time, but haven't been able to secure a truck at any of the right times. We needed to get them on Saturday, though, because they were needed as bedding (more on that later). Desperate, we called everyone we know with a truck, and finally found someone who was available to loan theirs out. William.

To say William's truck is old and beat up would be an understatement. It's an old Toyota from the 70s or 80s, we really don't know. Yellow with a rusted out bed. No power steering and a carburetor that just didn't want the poor thing to start. Brakes that howled at the very thought of you stopping. Hopefully you get the idea. Joe took the brave job of driving, and we eventually made it to the place. The couches were loaded in with minimal destruction to the house, and we threw a tarp over them because it was raining. But we didn't have any rope. The thought was to tuck the tarp under the couches and their weight would told the tarp on. This was a flawed assumption. A couple miles down the road, the tarp is flapping in the wind. We pull off and re-tuck it. Another mile and it's off again. This time as we're fixing it, someone pulls up behind us and asks if we have a tan couch under there. Yes, we do. "Oh, well your cushions are back on Walker." Joe runs off to retrieve our cushions about a 1/4 mile away in the middle of the road. Without fail, the entire way home, that blasted tarp came off every couple miles. We stopped almost 10 times driving across town to fix that thing. No matter what different technique we tried, it didn't make a difference. So if you're moving anything with a tarp, remember ropes!