after the move

Tonight was brilliant. Here's the breakdown:

I posted an ad on craigslist for a free couch.
"What we need:
A truck and a few boys in a mood to do the lifting for a couple of girls.
We need to move one couch two blocks, from one apartment to another. The one we are replacing you get to have free for doing the work. Plus a case of beer is thrown in for your trouble. Again, you just gotta move the free couch (your couch) downstairs. Pictures of the free couch are below."

20 minutes later a southern voice on the end of a phone call had requested we do it in the next hour. Scrambling to take doors off hinges (old buildings, new couches) and wake everyone up (Lucy was in a light-less house in her pj's watching tv) we started the whole thing. 3 hours later the poor guys had gotten through half a case of Coors (you would think they would want a microbrew or something) and sitting on the couch they had just moved. The girls and I lifted a pillow or two the whole time.

It was brilliant.

Then, for a late dinner, we went to the Wazee Supper Club and two of us are in our sweatpants. The attention was not sparse, regardless. Fights and drunk girls being hit on- it was a people watching extravaganza. Again, brilliant.

This chair was a the leftover afterwards. Meaning, it won't fit in the living room. But, a willing friend is going to take it. For now, it lives in my hallway.