It’s the day after Thanksgiving, but since our family is celebrating tomorrow, it’s also the day before Thanksgiving!
I came home from a trip to Boise the other day to see a large box on my sidewalk. Sure enough. Inside the box was my new wood stove. My bro Dave had told me it weighed 350 pounds and that he’d pick it up for me at Lowe’s in Nampa.
“Hmm,” I thought. “That is more than I weigh!”
A lot more, I might add.
I have learned from many years of making it solo that almost anything can be moved if you take it slow enough and if it doesn’t fall on you.
The box had already been cut open and was just sitting on top of the stove. I pulled if off and began working. Very carefully I jiggled it just a bit. Nope. No progress.
So I tried pushing and twisting and got it to budge about a quarter of an inch. Repeat. This time almost an inch. Then a tiny part of a quarter of an inch.
By the time I got the stove moved a foot and a half down the sidewalk closer to my front door I realized that even if I got it to the door I’d never get it across the door frame, and after that it was ceramic tile. So I quit working on it.
My bro showed up without prompting a bit later, and we maneuvered the stove onto a hand truck and got it inside. Sometime next week we’ll take the old stove out and install this one.
I’m aching for the warm fire from that stove. The sun has been shining, but I know it will be cold before long. And there’s nothing like fire from a wood stove to make one feel warm and cozy.
Tags: Lowe's, Thanksgiving, wood stove
