June 16, 2013
Shuffle Off, ME Newsletter, Vol. 6, Issue 25
Having successfully juggled various sized moving boxes and armfuls of unwieldy things that needed to be placed, it was time to wrap up another day of unwrapping and head back out to where my furniture remained.
Ready to move on, I noticed there was a storage lid on the new living room floor. Not sure how it got there. Must have gone rogue and jumped out of some over-stuffed box. Since I am determined to have everything I’ve already moved put in it’s proper place, I decide to take immediate action. Shouldn’t have been a big deal, but this is how it went down:
Shuffle over (30 or so flights of stairs in 48 hours will make ya do that).
Bend, oompf, grab, straighten, turn. Launch the lid across the room. "Really?" - said it aloud.
Short snort. Shuffle, bend, oompf, grab, straighten, turn, drop. "Really?" - said it aloud, a little louder.
Deep breath, exhaustive sigh. Bend, oompf, grab, straighten, shuffle, stumble over a couchless couch pillow. Hastily release the rogue lid in favor of a double-handed countertop grab. Narrowly avoid a potential floor kiss, where I might have potentially stayed if my super sore shuffling feet refused to support me any longer.
Squinting down at the demon plastic disc, I split-second calculate the comedic cost of another bend-oompf- straighten routine for the mere amusement benefit of my staring feline friends. Their startled silence and wide-eyed head tilts seem to be asking me, “Don’t you think you should quit while you’re ahead?” Along the same lines, I recall a hilariously ascerbic WC Fields admonition, “If at first you don't succeed, try, try again. Then quit. There's no point in being a damn fool about it.” I quickly self-decline the effort. No, it’s just not worth it.
"Well, then. Guess that's where it's stayin'." - said it aloud.
At the point you start thinkin'"that's that," you realize there's really only one thing left to do.
Shuffle around the counter, making sure I super securely grab and clutch the keys.
Shut and locked the door behind me, shuffled off. So, there.
Posted by jaselin at June 16, 2013 10:11 PM