The Piano

As most of you know, Jenny and I love Craigslist. I look for deals all the time. Last Friday Jenny and I bought a Dresser and we were very happy with it. Nothing special, just a good dresser. Well, I got the bright idea that Jenny and I needed a piano. Jenny loves to sing and I would some day like to learn how to play. It seemed like a great idea. Well after looking half the afternoon we spotted a "Gem" that caught our eye. So we gave the guy a call and he told us that he still had the piano and said that we could pick it up today. The price was a steal but we knew that we would need to get it tuned and tighten the keys. The biggest problem was transporting it. I thought to myself. This piano is not going to fit in my truck unless is take out the tool box in the back and that wasn't going to happen. I thought of every possible way to do it but came up short every time. We finally thought that it was useless and that we would have to settle for a different day. Just then I realized that my brother also was in possession of a truck that could transport said piano to our home. Even better, we were heading for a barbecue at his house that afternoon. It didn't take long before we were planning the whole thing out like an intricate Bank Heist.
The night came quick and we were on our way to get the piano. We got lost a couple of time due to bad directions from a less credible source. We finally arrived only to realize that I was the biggest guy there and that meant that we were in for some trouble. It doesn't take a genius to see that three skinny white guys and an old man were no match for the monstrosity. To our amazement it was a little easier than it seemed, but I knew it would be harder to get the piano out of the truck.
The trip home had a few downfalls, well maybe just one, when the piano fell over in the truck. Skyler and I managed to move it a little by ourselves, just enough to ensure that it wouldn't fly out of the truck. I got the bad end of the deal when the piano slid and my Knuckles caught the bed of Skyler's truck. That's gonna leave a mark. Fortunately they are healing rather fast.
She made it home though and all in one piece. We knew we were in a pickle when we arrived because it was already 10PM and all the neighbors were most likely asleep. I decided to ask the next door neighbor, Tony, and just our luck he had a Big friend there to help. It was a pain in the rear getting that huge thing out of the truck bed, but we managed to lift it out on its side and stand it on the floor. I took a few tries and Skyler almost crushed his fingers. We put it right in front of the window near the door. The first open spot there was. We all came home tired, some battle scarred, mostly me, but it was something I will always remember because I will never let myself do something dumb like that again. Just kidding we love our piano. We hope that it will bring a spirit of warmth, love and happiness to our new home and family.