The couches. Mary's dad decided the couches had to leave yesterday. Mary said she is giving them to me. He enlisted the help of Mary's in-town bf to get them loaded on his truck, and then R put them in my carport, covered lightly by a tarp. They are pushed against the wall of my mobile home but the rain is still hitting them. Damn.
Mary will come over after work today so we can get them inside. Then we have to get the old one into the truck and to the dump. The "old one" being the one we spent $50 getting here not all that long ago.
