This sofa is as old as Max is. As YOUNG as Max is. I’m not kidding.
So Sean, who typically watches movers like a hawk to make sure that they don’t ding up the walls, had to let our (very frustrated, very tired) movers know that at this point, we had no other option but to let them push/shove the new couch up the stairs, around the corner, and into the living room. Two bashed up walls later, we had our new couch….