Tuesday, February 5, 2008

noodle legs

Yesterday morning, JQ and I bought a new couch. We were in the car when we bought it, so later that afternoon JQ went back with his truck and picked it up. It was a wet day with the snow that had fallen on Friday melting all around town. The entire couch was covered in plastic with the exception of the bottom. That was a huge flaw in protection because once we picked it up we wouldn't be able to put it back down without soaking the bottom.

I grabbed my end, JQ grabbed the other end, and we started our trek towards the front door. We only had a few dozen feet or so to go from the back of the truck to the house. That was a few dozen too many in wet weather.

I could not keep a good grip on the slippery wet plastic and about ten feet from the front door I had to squat down to keep from dropping my end on the sidewalk. Not a good idea. I steadied my grip but for the life of me could not stand back up. Try as I might my legs would not cooperate. I was in quite a predicament but could not stop laughing about it. I had no idea how I was going to get back into a standing position. Somehow, by sheer willpower I did manage to stand up and we got the couch into the house without it spilling onto the muddy grass.

I however, did not make it through unscathed. My legs felt like I had been doing walking lunges for hours around several football fields. Just walking down the steps yesterday hurt. Today, my quadriceps are still sore. I had no idea my muscles were so weak. Apparently I need to start working on goal number 2, pronto.

15 comments:

Fantastagirl said...

I hate it when that happens. Unfortunately - me picking up a couch - never happens.

cerberus70 said...

I had that happen once, about 5 pints of Guinness into helping a friend move.

What kind of friend gives out Guinness when you are moving his stuff?

Last year I played in a faculty/staff versus student volleyball tournament at Lourdes on a Friday night. Monday came and I still was thanking God I worked on the first floor!

RR said...

Giggle fits born of faux pas are my favorite! Sorry you're in pain. At least you have a new couch to rest your weary legs on...

Vegas Princess said...

There's your new exercise routine. Just move the couch in and out of the house a few times a week and you will have legs of steel in no time.

Mr. Fabulous said...

At least you still have your quadriceps. I lost mine in the war.

❉ pixie ❉ said...

fantastagirl—I would say that is a fortunate thing.

cerberus—Are you blogging again?

rr—If you can't laugh at yourself, then what's the point?

vp—I think I'll just start walking instead.

fab—Wow. You are one tough mother trucker.

JQ said...

You did a good job honey. Thanks for taking one for the team!

Lynda said...

See, if we bought a new couch, I would be asking Dan who was going to help him move it into the house.

Maybe I should start lifting weight again, in case it is me.

Anonymous said...

TELL THAT JQ HE IS GOING TO HURT MY BABY MAKING HER DO THIS STUFF YA BUM HA! DAD

Cruel Shoes said...

Well, at least you succeeded at getting it in the house. Be proud and savor the burn in those quads! GRRRR!

I tend to laugh so hard I pee my pants a little when I end up in situations like that...you, the couch and JQ are lucky that you're not like me.

JQ said...

Pop- What about me? I had to listen to her whine the whole time. "I've got it...no wait it's slipping. I've got it...no wait it's slipping." ;)

❉ pixie ❉ said...

jq—You did good too.

lynda—That, or shell out $50 to have it delivered.

dad—But it's sooo nice. We might even let you sit on it next time you're in town.

cruel shoes—Thank you for sharing your pee story. I don't feel so bad now.

jq—Next time back the truck up closer to the front door.

JQ said...

Two words for you: Soggylawnthat wouldhaveeaten mytrucktires.

Think Frustrated said...

I have the same couch I've had for like 5 years. We want a new one, but they cost $$. You should've taken a picture. (of the couch)

Shades said...

I hate when that happens!