Perhaps I just needed to blow off steam or maybe I'm just spending too much time in my apartment as we get ready for the move. Whatever the reason, last night I dissasembled our love seat while The Professor was out. He had no idea of my plans and didn't even know I'd done it until this morning when he went to sit down.
I heard a "What happened to the couch?" from the TV room this morning as I poured myself a much-needed cup of coffee into my happy-looking blue mug with bright yellow spots. I had just woken up and needed all the help I could get to jumpstart my day.
"I don't know. Why?" I asked, trying to sound innocent.
I'm always messing with him. But after realizing I hadn't yet had enough caffeine to allow me a full-on chuckle, I fessed up. "I just got tired of having too much stuff in our apartment, and then I realized that it came apart so I could actually get it past all the books and down the hallway. So..."
As in many houses of successful professors, we had lots books. As in many houses of over-achieving professors of music, we also had records. But in this house of an overzealous, very talented professor of many subjects, we had 37 feet of books and records lining our hallway. Getting anything down the hallway bigger than a bag of groceries was impossible. I know. I've tried.
"You need a hobby." He sighed, then walked away.
Once I no longer feel like I'm drowning in our STUFF--and we're done emptying out closets and trying to figure out what to do with all of it while we're gone; and the rooms are no longer filled with overflowing boxes; and I've not just spent four hours separating my clothes into 'Leave at Home' (put into boxes), 'Bring to Tokyo' (stuff in suitcase or hang back in closet for now), 'Donate to Goodwill' (put into bags that need to be schlepped 38 blocks)--I might again be interested in taking up a hobby. At least one that doesn't require dissembling my living room furniture.
But for now, I'll be strong--and will stop trying to figure out how I might shove our four-foot wide TV cabinet through the three-foot wide hall...and out of my way.