The saga begins with the delivery of the large box. Our mailman dumped this large box on the porch Saturday afternoon.

I go out to get it and…. I can’t lift the danged thing.

Tried several times…. Not moving it at all.

Oh great. Now what?

Bang on the next door neighbor’s door.

Well, V’s husband carried it into my house. He’s strong and he even struggled to lift it. Once he got it into the house My turn at it began again.

I dragged the box from the living room to the kitchen. Once there, I opened (cut into pieces) the big box and slid it off the smaller box carrying the dehumidifier..

Still unable to lift, the now, smaller box.

Spent the rest of the day watching for young man who lives across the street to appear outside. No such luck.

Sunday rolled around.

I see my neighbor’s son show up for a visit with his parents. I ask him to carry it to the basement which he does with a smile. He helped get it out of the box too.

After doing your basic set up tinkering, my dehumidifier is now making my basement dryer.