Reminds me of my own hilarious large furniture movements. Someone bought a love seat for the home I reside in, didn’t bother measuring anything, and asked me to retrieve it from the store. A very kind gentleman was paid to bring it from the store to the outside of the house. I took one look at the love seat, one look at the door, and asked him to kindly leave because he didn’t want to be any part of the process of getting it inside.
I ultimately took a circular saw to the back of the love seat and later reattached it and stapled the fabric back on.
It had a weird stylistic hump in the center that was the major cause of the problem. I was fully aware upon a handful of measurements that there wasn’t even a chance it was going to fit. My cut was only enough of the back to get it through the door. I realized upon rereading I made it sound like I removed the whole thing.
Even now, 5 years later you can’t tell it was operated on unless you take a good look at the back of it.
I just wonder if you’ll settle into it one day and it’ll just come apart.
