The priority for day 1 at the new house was demolition. There is a large desk in the living room. It didn’t fit our purpose for the room, so we (meaning me) wanted it out. So we got to the house bright an early to move it out.
It looked pretty solid so we knew it would take about an hour or two to get out. We underestimated how well constructed it was. To make a long story short, C went to battle with desk for about 5 hours. There was a lot of blood:
Sweat (C was sweating so much is was dripping onto the desk)
And he probably won’t admit it, but I think I heard him crying at one point when the desk got the best of him. This is what is left.
The top part isn’t connected to the window, but somehow this 150lb wood slab is being held up by a few inches wedged into the side of the frame. The desk has won this battle, but C will prevail in this war of demolition.