The Couch Fiasco

So when we relocated to Raleigh we made the choice to load up the cars with as much as possible and rebuild our home when we got out here. I have been scouring craigslist for most of August trying to find the perfect couch to go into our living room.

About a week and a half ago, we went and looked at a couch at one house. After 30 minutes or so of trying to get sofa number one out of these people's house we gave up and went home empty handed. Nearly a month later, I found another couch worthy of purchase.... seriously there's a lot of ugly couches on the Craigslist out here.

Anyways, so I'm emailing the Craigslister back and forth for a week while in my orientations for graduate school. And said CL'er insisted that the couch had to be gone that week! So between my all day orientations M-F from 8am-5pm and Jon's schedule which is mostly night shifts.... the scheduling was going to be tight.  So this girl and I agree that we would pick up the couch Thur evening after Jon got home from work. We find the house, see the couch, and instantly realize that bad boy isn't going to fit in or on our car. So we talk things over with the girl and she agrees to drop the couch off at our house in the morning. We pay her in good faith and go home.

When we get home though, Jon starts measuring to see if the couch is going to fit through the door frame and through the hallway of our apartment. He makes a judgement call that the couch isn't going to fit. Problem, right? So I text back our CL friend and see if it would be possible to get our money back, i'm so sorry, this is really embarrassing, yada yada yada. No response..... We wait until the next morning and I try calling our CL friend. No response....

Then about five minutes later, I get a text from the girl saying she doens't have the money and she's already spent it and that we can try and resell the couch if we want to or she can sell it and give us our money back after it sells. And I was like, no it's fine just bring the couch over and we'll figure it out. Well then, she starts talking about bringing the couch to us next week which is when Jon got on the phone with the local PD. To make a long story short, the cops called our CL friend and told them to bring our couch as agreed upon or we could take them to civil court. Needless to say, in a short while the couch was laying outside of our apartment. After a lot of lifting, panting, flipping and contorting we got the couch into our living room without any major causalities. And here world, behold the couch that caused our First Fort Collins Fiasco: