The Day Of The Suited Moving Men

So ... did I tell you we ordered a treadmill?

The Grand Lunar got an incredible deal on one ... and today it arrived.

Of course, when you get a great internet deal, and then they have someone deliver it freight, it means a giant truck shows up at the end of your driveway, and some poor guy with a dolly stands in there, staring at the 2 foot by 4 foot by 8 foot, 241 pound box, wondering how to get it to your door. I got the impression he didn't pack his own truck, and was surprised at how big this particular residential delivery was. His truck didn't have one of those lift things.

"Does Mr. Lunar happen to be home?" he asked.

"Nope!" I replied cheerfully.

"Well ... can you help me guide it out of the truck?"

"Uhhh ... sure." -- perhaps he didn't notice I was just a little short girly girl?

We got it out of the truck. And he brought it up near the door. I politely held the door open. He said, "There's no way I can get that in the house. Is this good?" and set it down with a thump right outside my front door.

And he was gone.

Uh huh.

I thought maybe I could take it in piecemeal.

There looked to be a lot of pieces.

I took the first layer of stuff in, piece by piece.

Then it was time for a nap.

Ha ha! No, I kid. But look at how big that box is, I fit right in there!

So then, for the next hour, I shoved and pulled and tugged and pushed. I managed to get the huge heavy base piece off of the pallet* -- no small feat! -- but for the life of me I could not get it into the house myself. It was too wide, too heavy, too cumbersome.

So I left it like this, and emailed the Grand Lunar to bring home a dolly and some helpers.

And then I started making cookies for the helpers.

Promptly at 5:10 the helpers -- Daniel and Justin -- arrived. They came in suits. Are they not the sharpest looking movin' men you've ever seen?? And they're not just suited movin' men, they're blog friends, too! They arrived before the Grand Lunar even made it home. They spoke with the most amusing Bronx "Mover Guys" accents. And they got right to work, almost before I could take pictures.

White Glove Service has never been so good as the Suited Guys From Work, I tell you.

They even stayed to play on the fort. In a suit.

And they left. And the Grand Lunar left, to take Gark out for dinner.

And there I was with my treadmill.

Some assembly required.

And you know what? I did it! All by myself!

All the big kids and I got a chance to try it out. Here's me, gleeful... or was it dorky? I get them mixed up.

One big reason we got one was because we'd read about treadmill desks and wanted to build one. Turns out we were able to quick-rig one using a currently unused shelf from the basement and two bungee cords! I was able to bring the kids' school laptop out and check their school while walking!

I've never been so excited about exercise. The plan is to get a splitter and extra monitor to mount on the wall, and a wireless keyboard and mouse for me, so that I can still use my computer while walking. The Grand Lunar has his own laptop, so he can just hop up and walk while surfing and working at home.

At 11 pm, walking and checking school, I realized I was starving -- because I had been so excited about setting it up, I forgot all about eating dinner. (Or maybe because I'd eaten about 20 cookies worth of dough?)Whoops.

Woooo hooo! Isn't this fun?

* Special thanks to Pickle for the spelling correction :)