Ron bitched and moaned but we brought home the shredder I have longed for anyway.
My goal was to get it inside since it’s supposed to start raining later tonight.
We slid the 125 pound box down half of the extension ladder from the truck bed to the deck and then to the driveway, onto the hand truck and into the shed. We were able to fit it in the shed with all our other yard equipment, including the hand truck.
We also stopped at Trader Joe’s. Ron made a brief foray to Whole Foods on the lookout for Crofter’s jam.
We had a delightful (for me anyway) supper of soup, good bread and cheese.