The two guys who came to pick up our couch were not happy that we couldn’t have it outside for them. Well gee, we had no one to help me do that. AND there was no way The Curmudgeon could help at all.

The one was willing to try to get the backs off the other just wanted to leave without even trying to get the couch out of here.

Finally I told him, “Fine just leave.”

Hours later, after my temper had cooled and I was staring at the couch, I called Raymour and Flanigan and asked how to get the backs off. They told me, and I coaxed The Curmudgeon into trying to help me. He stretched out on the floor behind it and pried the flanges open as I lifted the backs. We did it! There was no way I would’ve been able to do it on my own.

Later, still desperate to rid us of this albatross of a couch, I put it up on my FB page and on Craigslist. Within an hour I had someone from Craigslist who wanted it.

YAY!!! It leaves after 5 tomorrow.