The piano at my parent’s house was Grandma Shirley’s piano when she was young. Now, my dad is trying to downsize to be able to eventually move into a smaller house someday, and so he offered Grandma’s piano to us. Wendy and John were passing through Utah with a moving truck on their way to Idaho, where they plan to live while John is continuing school. They planned on staying the night with us on their way, and so dad put the piano (and some other things, including their trampoline) on the truck to be brought to our house. We had given Tiffany one of our old entertainment centers, and with that no longer in the living room, there was plenty of room for the piano.
Wendy and John were here yesterday! The piano is now safe in my living room. I’m not going to lie, I was REALLY nervous about it being moved. Dad took time off to make sure he would be at home to supervise the loading and tying down of the piano in the truck. We rounded up a few neighbors after scouts last night and I don’t think I breathed very easily until it was set in place in the living room. THEN I was super excited that it is here and that it is SAFE! 🙂
John also helped me get our living room tables out of the garage so they could come inside and not be in storage any more. I’m loving the clean uncluttered look. 😀