The wife told me last night that we needed to move a refrigerator. The extra one we use as a freezer and cold drinks is having some issues. One of our friends is having an estate sale and has a BIG one. For 20$ she couldn't pass it up. She had bought it for Son #2 but he can't deal with it now. I am not able to lift anything remotely heavy with my back like it is without paying the price. Son #1 can't help until the 23rd. I don't like the way I will have to move it. It will have to be laid down in the bed of my small Ranger. You always take a chance laying one down. But if you leave it standing up for a day or so without plugging it in, you might be OK. That is what I am hoping for anyway. If it dies on me I'll just have it hauled off by the guy that came and got my old BBQ pits.
The thing that bugs me the most is I obsess over little things like this. Yeah, I know, don't sweat the small stuff. Something that should be and is pretty simple I blow up into a big deal. I wasn't like this years ago. Now that I have some physical limitations it bothers me more than it should. I was always the guy that could be counted on to help you move, whether it was just a refrigerator or your entire household. Not being able to help others in the way I used to bugs me. Having to ask for help is what REALLY bugs me. I know, but my mind is a wacky place these days.
Happy Trails
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I'm there with ya... I just suck it up and ask for help these days... sigh
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