when we moved into the house, the previous owner had the washing machine in a bathroom on the ground floor.
after a few weeks of dealing with a very crowded bathroom, we decided to move it down cellar where it belonged.
jespah worked with a woman whose husband was a plumber, so we asked him to lend a hand carrying the washer downstairs and hook it up.
so i pick up my end, and right away i realize the sumbitch is heavy as all get out.
and, like a fool, i go first, taking the stairs backwards
the staircase has a couple steps before it takes a right turn -- a tricky pivot.
well, i made it unscathed and drenched in sweat.
i often contemplate what would have happened if i had taken a mis-step...