Furniture Delivery

I know my problems are small compared to many but today (Thursday) was our furniture delivery day. Actually, delivery was one recliner. They were taking away the loveseat we bought last year and it is going to an upholstery guy to re-stuff the cushions and they were hauling away our old sofa. The furniture store will no longer take away old furniture for free but now they charge $50 for a sofa. Vince was happy to pay $50 to have it hauled away so we paid that a couple of weeks ago when we bought the recliner.

The delivery guys called about 1 to tell me they would be there to deliver our chair in about half an hour. I said “And you’re picking up a loveseat that is going to the upholstery guy and a sofa for disposal, right?” No, they apparently hadn’t been told that but talked to the furniture store people and they said yes . . pick up a loveseat and sofa.

I had told you the sofa weighed a ton so this morning Vince decided to take it apart. He was able to pull out the mattress and box springs and all the metal that held it all together. It was a pretty, sunny day and Vince put the parts of the bed out on the back patio so the dogs wouldn’t get hurt on them.

I had cleaned out the sewing room because there’s a double door that goes outside and a double door into the family room where the furniture goes and no stairs. Any other route would have meant stairs or turning sharp corners to get through regular doors.

When they got here, Vince told them they were going to come in through the back yard. He said they weren’t happy about that, assured him they were fine going up stairs but no . . it was much easier and Vince knew it for them to come through the sewing room.

When they got downstairs and saw the parts on the patio, they said “We can’t take anything that’s been outside.” Vince said “I took the sofa apart to make things easier for you. They’ve been out here about an hour!” The guy said “That’s our policy. We can’t take it.” Vince came in called the furniture store and they talked to them and told them it was ok to take it.

While Vince was upstairs talking to the furniture store people, they had taken the loveseat out and brought the chair in and they were leaving. I said “Are you coming back in?” The guy said “No .. we’re leaving!” I said “Vince is talking to the furniture store people now.” The guy said “We are NOT taking that!” I said fine . . about that time Vince came down with the phone and said “She wants to talk to you.” They took the stuff off the patio but they had just stuck our white loveseat on the truck and, with no cover on it, piled all that metal from the sofa on top of it. They were so angry!

I called the furniture store and talked them about their attitude (I think it was one guy more so than the other one) and how they tossed that metal on top of the loveseat. She seemed to be not happy about it and thanked me for calling. I told her . . we’ve bought from y’all 8 different times in the four years we’ve been here and if we had encountered these two the first time, we would never have done business with y’all again.

Then I had to get the furniture all back where it belonged, pick up the mess we had put everywhere to get it out of the way.

I did get a bit of stitching done last night – not much but tomorrow is a new day. Earlier Vince said “What are your plans for tomorrow?” and I said “Cross stitch – NOTHING but cross stitching.” Let’s hope I was correct.