Two guys from Sears brought us a new fridge.
Now, you might think that the previous two statements are unrelated, but in fact, they describe the same event. For not only did the two 20-somethings (Benny and Sergio) hand deliver our beautiful new refrigerator, but they managed to wrangle our gigantic old fridge out of the house and into the garage using nothing but brute strength and a couple of straps.
How did they do it, you ask? Well, by "swinging."
Yes, that's the technical term... and yes, it did quickly digress into a snarky joke among the four of us. These guys proudly claimed to be "Professional Swingers."
So, basically, they intertwined two large straps, looped them under the fridge and over their shoulders, and then hoisted it off the ground. As if this wasn't hard enough, they proceeded to slide the massive machine through our narrow 1950's-sized door frames by alternately opening and closing the fridge doors as they adjusted the angle of the large metal box, squeezing it neatly through the doorway without a dent or a scratch.
Even more impressive, they managed to do it without cussing at each other.
But most impressive was their uncanny ability to manage all this while simultaneously flirting with us.
AMAZING.
In other news, Nate the Plaster Man also spent the afternoon at our house, fixing and painting the kitchen ceiling. Due to all this excitement, yours truly was stuck babysitting all (two) of our valuable possessions while strange men came and went from our abode. Just to be clear, spending a Saturday trapped in my own home, ticking away at an endless, boring to-do list is not enough to keep me mentally occupied. So if you notice an unusual amount of activity, by myself, on certain social networking websites, it's because I was going flippin' stir-crazy.
Please don't judge me.