I turned around to find them this way; all standing at attention in a strategic military pose. I know that the moment I let my guard down, they'll attack. I'm particularly suspicious of those that aren't making eye contact with me. Right now they're all smiling just to throw me off (except for the capibara - or is it a tapir?- front and center. He seems a little nervous and will probably blow it for everyone. The rookie.). Abort! Abort!
The General. Taking cover in her bunker after giving the command (bomb shelter courtesy of IKEA):
I made four several phone calls in preparation for our new couch that is supposed to arrive Wednesday or Thursday of next week. Nothing like confirmation of an actual date and time to help a lady out. That was the first phone call. The Salvation Army will not take possession of a couch if there is a tear in the fabric even a small one on only one cushion. But they're perfectly willing to accept the coffee and end tables, plus one lamp Monday morning. Second phone call. Waste Management will oblige and collect our old couch in what is referred to as a "bulky item pick up" also known as "very big trash", also on Monday morning. Poor couch. I don't think you're trash. That would have been the third phone call. The only available appointment the carpet cleaning people have in order to accommodate my need to have my carpet cleaned before Wednesday (because I have to plan on Wednesday even though it might be Thursday...or June, whatevs) when the couch arrives, is...wait for it....Monday morning. Between 8:30-9am. That was the fourth and final call. I don't think that there is much more I can squeeze into that Monday morning window. My luck? The new couch will arrive with an oops on it's lips. Monday morning.
Thursday, March 6, 2008
To the Victor Go the Spoils
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Why would you be getting rid of the couch if it was absolutely perfect?! Have you considered freecycle or Craig's list--it's always nice to know your once loved things go to someone who will appreciate them.
Are you sure that's not a wolf is sheep's clothing?
I agree with jenn. Try freecycle or craigslist. Some needy family may need it!
Oh freecycle good idea, guys! I remember little people fondly, except when I stepped on those little boogers, ouch!!
You're going to have your carpet cleaned at at 8:30 in the morning! What are you? A masochist? I hope your alarm clock works that morning!
Careful there. I once saw this special on FOX, "When Little People Animals Attack" It was grusome.
KEEP BELIEVING
I can't believe they won't take your couch with one tiny tear.
HUH...when it's finally time to replace my piece-of-junk (er, well-loved couch), I will just dump it off at the Salvation Army or Goodwill...I'm sure they can salvage it for parts. ;)
Joining in on the freecycle bandwagon. (and I'm not usually a joiner) Someone will snap it up immediately.
As for those animals, and the girl, I wouldn't turn your back for a second.
Ooh, a new couch! Fun, fun, fun. Maybe you could find someone go give the old couch to for a basement. We're totally into "just a little tear" for the kids to jump on and mangle when there's company over.
Amen to the freecycle or Craig's list comments. Someone will take it. The Waste Management guys will charge you to pick it up and I guarantee one of them will take the darn thing home with them.
You are a glutton for punishment if you are getting your carpets cleaned so early in the day. Oy!
can't you sell the couch on Craig's list?
That's a full mornings call load!!
I was gonna suggest Craig's list, too!
Your daughter is bootiful!!
Something exciting to look forward to on a Monday!
In my town, you can put anything near the street with a free sign and someone almost always snaps it up.
I appreciate all the suggestions!!
The couch is pretty run down. I mean, there's only one tear, but it is well lived on. It's not in any great shape. Otherwise there would be no way Mr. Farklepants would ever have gone for a new one. (That's a story for another post)
I've done the craigslist thing before and unless I'm selling something for a substantial amount of cash, it's not worth it. You spend your whole weekend waiting around for people who may or may not show up. And then may or may not want it when they get there. And I gotta have this thing outta here (at least on my curb) by Monday morning.
I had never even heard of Freetrade. I'll go check it out!
Thanks!
See? "Freecycle"!! Jeeze!!!!
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