Reflections on the Sixth Week of Fall

Monday, Spence met Two Men and Truck movers in Cleveland. Niles was tall and young; Steve was average height and middle-age. Both were muscular. After loading our washer, dryer, dining room set, queen size mattress, and box springs, they headed to Wells Wood. A half hour after Spence arrived, the moving truck passed our house. Spence got back in his pickup and found the men parked by the second log house. I gave a tour of what went where then the movers brought in the washer. Because front loaders hold water, the men paused to catch their breaths, and Steve commented on the weight. In time, they maneuvered the machine into the bathroom. Directions for attaching the mounting rack on the washer were skimpy. While Niles brought in the other furniture, Steve fit rack pieces by trial and error. After adjusting the dryer feet, the men lifted the dryer onto the washer. One side slipped into the rack; the other didn't. Lifting-loosening-lifting-tightening finally secured the machine. While I did four loads of laundry without climbing stairs or packing folded clothes into suitcases, I was grateful for the three men and two trucks.