I've been angsting over how to move some of the big pieces of furniture in the area that I'm painting and cleaning. Namely, Rog's man-cave. His daughter and grandson are going to be taking a dresser and a hutch but now that it's harvest season, they can't get it for a few weeks. Last night my friend Beth mentioned that her mom moves her furniture around with these plastic slidey things that she puts under the furniture feet. So this morning I motored into the big town and visited Menards and this is what I found.
I had to use the 2-wheel dolly to pry the corners up so I could get those little hummers underneath but once that was done this beast slid happily where I wanted it. This wardrobe will be used to store batting.
I was also able to move this chest out of the bedroom.
Rog built this many years ago and moved it in but I don't remember how he did it or who helped him. I know it's heavy and at the time we were both younger and stronger. So it's possible I helped but my back has no memory of that. He also moved this in.
This was his mothers and it is destined to go to his daughter. I had to move it to get to the other wall so I could paint. In summary, it was a good day. I moved the furniture so I could clean the carpet in the bedroom and get at the wall I need to paint in the big room. I'm doing my happy dance and my back has been saved.