In order to properly explain the feat I just accomplished you must pay close attention to all of the following.
1. Remember the nursery rhyme “Can’t go over it.. can’t go under it.. gotta go around it.”
2. The second thing to note is that I am moving tomorrow into an apartment that doesn’t have A/C units.
3. The third thing to note is that my roommate, Ben, gets weak in the knees at the first sign of heat.
4. Going against who I am (penny pincher; bargain hunter; coupon whore - take your pick) I splurged on a high-end A/C unit at Bed Bath and Beyond and decided to pay to have it delivered.
5. I found out they couldn’t deliver it today, and possibly not even tomorrow.
6. I considered putting it in a cab (the staff at BBB would have assisted me) but the thought of lifting it out of the cab and carrying it into my new apartment had hernia written all over it.
7. I had only one option left. Can’t go over it, can’t go under it…I guess I have to wheel it there.
8. And this is where the image comes in. No I didn’t call Renee Zellweger for help. I wheeled the giant purple BBB cart all the way from 18th and 6th to 22nd and 2nd. Both ways. In the heat. Up 5th Avenue. My hands are still vibrating.
8. It took me an hour round trip.
