January 9th, 2006
|04:02 pm - Movement update|
Sunday I managed to get gustaf and Tibi to help me move the Big Items. The items that lunabellaluna had said from the start that she wanted to have no part in moving, to the degree possible, including not actually being around during the moving process. She cited a lack of strength both mentally and in her upper body. She had to take part, a bit, in that we borrowed her brother's truck and she drove it. Then she would disappear with corvisdog until driving was next required.
Her thick Queen-size mattress made it in fairly easily.
It was the couch I had been dreading, and it lived up to the hype. The problem is that the doors and entryways throughout the apartment are 30". The couch is not particularly large, but it is at least 32" at its smallest length. And there is a matter that the most direct path to the destination involves an impossible twist. Going through the back fire escape was the most direct with regard to required turns.
It may be that this law requires one to go against it before it will be accepted on faith for future tramas.
Basic Law of Couch Moving
Remove all that is removable between the essence of couch and the final destinationWe tried to find the angle by which the couch could go through the kitchen doorway without removing the legs or taking the door off the hinges. This was impossible. We discovered that the legs were removable only by the use of a Robertson (square headed) screwdriver. Square head #2, I believe. Neither I nor gustaf had such a screwdriver. After tracking one down, we removed the legs. That made it most of the way into the kitchen, but not enough. The door was taken off the hinges. The couch made it into the kitchen. An attempt was made to move it into the dining room, but this was blocked by the refrigerator having not been moved completely out of the path. The wood frame on the base of the couch was removed (yet more Robertson screws). It made it into the dining room and into the living room. Mission accomplished, but what could have taken as little as 20 minutes turned into a many hour ordeal. Anything removable on the couch? Look in to taking it off immediately, disregard the little voice that says that may not be necessary. Anything in the path that can be removed with less effort than holding a couch for more than 30 minutes? Move it completely out of the way. You will save time.
I am not sure if the couch is leaving with us. The big stuff is all moved in and the IKEA disposable furniture assembled. The kitchen and bathroom have been fully populated, operational, and useful. The rest of the house still needs to be put away, but there is daylight ahead.
And I haven't once mentioned here that I hate moving.
|Date:||January 10th, 2006 12:49 am (UTC)|| |
And in the end, no computer simulations were harmed in the moving of the couch? Bah! ... Seriously, though, if getting it out was such a fiasco, how'd you ever get it in in the first place?
|Date:||January 10th, 2006 12:51 am (UTC)|| |
It would be awesome if LJ could set a cookie to remind me to log in...
|Date:||January 10th, 2006 03:04 am (UTC)|| |
The epic battle was getting it into the new place with narrow doorways, not getting it out of storage...
|Date:||January 10th, 2006 01:27 pm (UTC)|| |
You mean that dialog list at the top of the comment box (labelled, unconventionally "From:") is insufficient? I could turn off anonymous comments, but what's the fun of that?
|Date:||January 10th, 2006 01:42 pm (UTC)|| |
When this comment was read to me, I assumed it was trurl
, making a pithy Dirk Gently
reference. Which I had meant to include myself. Were you making that reference?
In the novel, a sofa is irreversibly stuck on the staircase to Richard's apartment; according to his simulations, there was no way for it to get there in the first place. This is probably based on an incident that occurred while Douglas Adams attended St John's College of Cambridge University. Furniture was placed in the rooms overlooking the river in Third Court while the staircases were being refurbished. When the staircases were completed, it was discovered that the sofas could no longer be removed from the rooms, and the sofas remained in those rooms for several decades. - Wikipedia
|Date:||January 10th, 2006 05:06 am (UTC)|| |
I'm moving and the end of the week from my apartment on the second floor to the apartment on the first floor. Even for this, I am hiring movers. For one, I have a huge table that doesn't fit through the hallway and needed to come in via the tiny balcony.
|Date:||January 10th, 2006 01:46 pm (UTC)|| |
It was tempting to get movers, and probably on the move out I will. But with the exception of the couch and bed, there wasn't anything I couldn't move myself. I have many boxes -- I am throwing more and more stuff out, or giving it away -- but not much Substantial Stuff. Considering the nature of this move -- where I am holding two apartments for the month, and paying for all the rent and utilities of this new place for the next six months -- it wasn't worth the money.
|Date:||January 10th, 2006 06:49 pm (UTC)|| |
I sold my sofa (which, based on the picture, is about the same size/shape/type as yours) to an ex-roommate. To get it into his new place, he actually had to hire someone to disassemble it and put it back together. Apparently this was actually rather quick, harmless, and not too expensive.