I spent the biggest portion of this week moving furniture.... tables, chairs, computers, boxes - junk. I moved as much as I could, trying to avoid that elephantine desk of mine and the daunting task of getting it moved across the room. With no help whatsoever, I managed to sidestep that move until everything else was tucked into their new locations. I stood, hands on my hips, wondering how in the world I was going to get that monstrosity across the room. Then it came to me... like a wave of the bibbidy bobbidy boo lady's wand, I realized if I only had something to slip under the desk...hmmmm... it might work.
So, a trip to my local Orange Apron Store rendered these lovely little disks called "Sliders." Not to be confused with the lovely little burgers that come on my plate at the local pub, these Sliders actually PREVENT me from having a heart attack... I bought eight of them... just to make sure... and took them back to my office. My access to muscles had increased and my husband was in on the attack. We got those sliders in place and heave-hoed.
Like butter sliding off of hot corn, that desk slipped across the carpet like a sailboat gliding across the bay with the wind at her back. The most beautiful part of this whole experience is the fact that this wonderful invention (obviously created by a woman) is reusable. I am casting my eyes about my office wondering what else I could possible move, now that I have the power. Hey, those filing cabinets over there... I think I'll put them over here... or here... or maybe here!!
