I put out a plea on Facebook:
"Does anyone have a sofa they want to sell? My sister has the nerve to want hers back. Sheesh. :)"
Here were the responses:
Kevin Dereniwsky: What happened to the nice one I gave you?
(Yeah.... 7 years ago!!)
Claudette Tower Dowler: You better find something soon, or I'll be sleeping with you and Barb at our weekend to the Sharngri-la... and I like to sleep in the nude :)
(The Blind Bay Bitches are coming for a weekend here at Shangri-la in March. Batten down the hatches.)
And then? I heard angels singing.....
Ron Scott: We are selling our couch and love seat that you love so much. If you're still interested 250.00 for the pair.
(Ron and I worked as paramedics together. Yay Ron!!)
So, all I had to do was pick them up at Ron's place. Easy, right? Yeah.... right. I asked my friend Ted to help me. He has a truck and just LOVES it when I ask him to take care of the 'blue jobs' at my house. Ted is also known as: Saucy-sauce, Saucey Bang-Bang, Ticka-ticka or Teddy. You know that person who you can call on pretty much anytime you need something, no matter what? Help moving, leaky faucet, $50 bucks, bail money at 2:00am (haven't needed that yet....), Ted is one of those guys who is always there.
Teddy is pretty much the male version of me and is like a brother. We laugh our heads off. We can talk about almost anything and usually do on a fairly regular basis over a bottle of wine. He's been such a good friend to me and I feel pretty lucky to know him. He's a free spirit and insists on living life on his own terms no matter what anyone thinks. I admire that in him.
The moving of the couches ended up being far more complicated than I could have ever imagined. Ted dug in and worked hard until the job was done for the paltry pay of a shared bottle of red and some Hawaiian pizza. Thanks, Teddy. You da bomb!
(Teddy on the deck last summer giving me his infamous model pose.)
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