Shortly after I posted my rant about the washer/dryer delivery people, I had a revelation:
I live in Texas. Approximately 893 (give or take a few) of my closest friends drive trucks.
While normally I quietly judge my truck-driving friends for their unnecessarily large eco-footprints, there comes a time when a gal has to swallow her pride and admit that trucks come in handy sometimes. Interestingly enough, that time comes when the gal needs large pieces of furniture delivered to her house.*
I called the Sears Home Delivery people to see if I could go by the distribution center to pick up my washer and dryer, and less than 24 hours later I was
So Internets, I learned a lesson. Sometimes the best way to tackle a problem is not to whine about it to the Internets, but to use your brain to figure out a solution. Who knew?
*Sometimes that time also comes when you need to move and are too lazy/broke/neurotic to hire movers.