Ahhh ... the hunt for the perfect office desk. Quite the journey ... 6 hours at IKEA ... (including several ice cream cones, drinks, breakfast and a cinnamon roll) ... a trip to The Room Store (yep, the ones with the cheesy commercial) ... a trek to the Computer Furniture Warehouse that didn't believe 110 degrees temps outside warranted turning on their air-conditioning ... and plenty of researching on the Internet. We were about to give up when I received a call from Ben at Costco ... who was only supposed there to buy cookies for Bible study. Well ... not only had Ben found the perfect desk but we needed to get it ASAP because there were only 4 left.
Joshua, Ben and I rushed back to Costco, I consented to purchase the HUGE desk (does Costco sell anything small?), ate a hot dog, looked at my watch and realized we had 20 minutes until Bible study started. I was waiting for Ben outside and finally just told the Costco man (who had the pleasure of helping to load the monster purchase in the truck) to pass a message onto my husband, "Tell him ... his wife and son are leaving!" From the man's expression, I'm assuming he wasn't too sure he wanted to be the middleman for delivering a message of that magnitude! I said, "Oh ... it's not like I'm mad at him ... I just have to get home .." "Oh, okay. I get it. Yeah - I can tell him."
I got home ... put out the cookies and Ben arrived shortly after. He managed to get the first box into the garage but said he needed to go back to Costco. The other two boxes wouldn't fit in the truck. Meanwhile ... people start showing up for study. 10 minutes pass, 20, 30 ... at 7:30 ... finally, Ben arrives back home ... with a story that would only happen to Ben. Apparently, he was on his way to Costco when an SUV pulled up next to him, rolled down the dark-tinted windows and asked if he was interested in buying speakers. Now .... most of us are thinking ... ummm.... no thanks ... but not my Benni. My Benni says SURE and pulls over to the side of the road while the men with gold chains pop open the back of the suburban and show him the goods! (I know ... who knew people even wore gold chains in Gilbert?) I asked Ben what kind of alarms were going off in his head at this point ... hidden camera, police sting ... STOLEN GOODS? While I'm hoping some of those things did cross his mind ... he began to talk to the stolen wears duo about integrity :) That's my boy! If you can't be at Bible study ... you might as well be using your time productively!!
Okay ... so now to the desk. After study, Kenton and Abby got back to our house and thankfully I was closing the group in prayer or Kenton might have shared a few choice words with Ben about the SIZE of the desk. Really, only a video clip could do this justice but if you can take yourselves back to Friends and the episode where Ross buys a couch ... slightly too big to get up the stairwell. PIVOT! PIVOT! That was our home for a good 2+ hours! The planning, the plotting, the preparation was impressive but really ... it was all about survival! Who could manage to take an awkward, 300 pound piece (each piece weighed about that much), through a tiny kitchen, up stairs, down a hallway and live to tell about it ...

The first piece and it's already looking like the advanced planning needs to be revised!

I not sure it this was more frightening for Kenton, the banister or the photographer? A 250 pound hutch, Kenton pinned against the wall and me ... who just kept asking Kenton if he "had the desk" while continuing to document the process! I LOVE BEING PREGNANT!

The hands that survived to tell about the desk move and Ben's nice sandal tan :)

Uh ... yep ... all that packaging came from the desk!
Ben loves the desk ... he's even hung his two Nascar passes (that are hot pink and bright orange) right smack in the middle of the hutch (nice decorating touch) and we have both decided that if/when we move ... the desk gets sold with the house! I don't think we'll get anyone to ever help move that thing again :)
Sounds like the time Jon and his SLIGHTLY pregnant wife tried to move an oversized couch down a very tight basement stairway...good times! Thank the Lord for good friends!
ReplyDeleteCan't wait to see how this all looks at it's final resting place, since I gather NO ONE will be moving the leviathan or behemouth or whatever that term for a HUGE thing is !!!
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