Movers and Shakers
Whenever something heavy in our house needs to be moved, Hubby and I go through the same ‘song and dance’.
He insists we can move it ourselves. I explain that I have the upper body strenght of an earthworm despite the immense improvements I’ve made through pilates. He says just hold it it “like this and I’ll do most of the lifting”. You know where this is going don’t you?
We make an attempt. His side goes up, mine barely budges. My back starts to hurt and I yell “put it down quick, I can’t hold it” or “I just can’t get a good grip on it”. He scowls at me in utter disgust and disappointment. It’s a true fact that my 81 year old mother is stronger than I am. I never claimed any reasonable amount of strength and have accepted this shortcoming from an early age. Yet time after time, Hubby is miffed by my inability to reposition large, heavy objects around the house.
Having this bit of background information, I’m sure you can imagine the awe with which I witnessed a single mover pick up a chest of drawers and carry it upstairs all by himself. Moving our entertainment center to another room (last year) was almost the death of me (the heavy piece of…). Yet, these guys just grabbed these large pieces of furniture and carried them up the stairs. Yes, they have hand carts and dollys and rolling bases in their arsenals that make moving things easier, but a serious amount of strength and effort is still needed. I move one box of books and I need a 20 minute break! These guys work nonstop!
To all the movers out there, keep up the good work. You are much appreciated.
PS: although my stuff came in two shipments about a week apart, the movers did a really good job. Nothing broke. When we moved from Miami to Fort Lauderdale, the movers broke a bed and other miscellaneous items. This time was much better!
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