My view out the office window.
I’m still sore from moving the office back upstairs. It’s nice to sit here this morning with a cup of hot brew and look out the window. Birds are frolicking, and the sun is shining. It’s cool outside, but warm in here. As I’m writing this the neighbor walks through the upper part of the scene in the picture. He is taking household trash out to burn. The orange tiger cat comes bounding along behind him. Do you suppose he is curious? (What cat isn’t? 😉 )
After my corner desk fell apart, Sylvia and I made plans to go shopping for another. As I thought about that, I began to think about moving the steel desk in the basement upstairs. The movers had put it there when we moved here over a dozen years ago. I took some measurements. It would work! :up:
But could we move that steel desk? :dontknow: Only one way to find out. I cleared off the desk and removed all the drawers and the two writing shelves. A test lift made me think it might be possible. I also began to think of younger, stronger guys who might help. Or . . . maybe Sylvia and I could do it?
Slowly a plan developed in my mind. I retrieved a four wheel dolly from a corner of the basement. I slid it under one end of the desk, which I had laid on its back. I lifted the other end and was able to easily walk it across the concrete of the basement floor. By then I could tell I needed a way to keep the dolly in place under the desk.
A length of rope did the trick. By looping the rope around the desk with an extra loop around the front of the dolly we were able to smoothly move our load. Even across the rough lawn when we went out of the basement walkout.
Then up the driveway and into the garage. It took a while and a few rest periods to move the desk off the dolly and up three steps. One more lift and we moved it through the mudroom and into the house. Time for a rest and a glass of water.
Replace the dolly under the desk and move it to the office end of the house. There’s a jog in the hallway into the office. (A crank if you’re from New England.) We removed the dolly and Sylvia laid down a tarp. I tipped the desk up on end and onto the tarp. We easily slid the desk across the laminate floor and into the office.
Since then, I have reassembled the desk and have our computers reinstalled in the office. I’m feeling good. Good and sore that is. But good! :up:
Hooray!! There is something to be said about sheer will. 🙂
I learned to repair a flat tire on my bike at age 8. Forget my dad and brother who let me down–Dad, by dying, my brother–well, he was just nasty. I think that day formed who I am–determined and willful. I’ve never had a “flat tire” since. I am woman, hear me roar!
Glad you got it in place. I would have come help you, you know.
Or as someone once said to me, “My will is strong. It’s my won’t that’s weak.” 😉
It is good to have friends like you. I don’t doubt you can achieve what ever you set your heart on.
Hip, hip, hooray! Oooh. Hip! :frustrated:
You called that one correctly my friend. :beam:
Quite a project! But I’m glad you have a nice office space for the winter. And I have a “fond” memory of that room.
Sylvia and I do too. It brought you back to us. :up: How good is that?
All that effort, but what a beautiful view!
Hi Donna!
Good to hear from you again. We had to paint the ceiling. In preparation for that, I moved the office to the cool basement in June. We were content to stay there until summer was over. 😀
We love the view from our house on the hill. That’s not the best window for the view, but it’s okay by me. :up: