I helped a friend move a few weeks ago. A moving company was doing most of the heavy lifting. We were needed for the stuff.
And there was a lot of stuff. I am having trouble conveying what I am about to say. He had the largest U-Haul that you can rent and more than half of it was full of Christmas stuff.
You know the rubber made totes (the 18-gallon ones that are 2 feet wide by 3 feet long by 2 feet high), well, there were about 50 of them in red and green. We (Raland and Todd were the attic men) filled the attic and about a quarter of the garage just with Christmas decorations. I am sure their house is lit up fantastically but in the hot weather, moving this much Christmas stuff was comical.
Anyway, as part of my compensation (along with pizza and beer), I was given one of the Christmas trees (yes one implies one of several). I threw the 3 by 3 by 6 foot box in the bed of my truck. It must have weighed 75 pounds!
When I got home, I backed the truck into my garage and tipped the box out of the bed. There was no way that I could lift and carry this thing by myself.
The Friday after Thanksgiving is our typical start of the Christmas season. I pulled the truck out of the garage and we opened the box. We removed all of the pieces and laid them out on the concrete. I helped assemble the tree (a ladder was needed to put the top section on).
Lance - Thanks for the tree!