Last weekend I found a bed on Craigslist. It turns out the person who posted the ad was only a couple blocks away.
Josh offered to help me move it. We hopped into my car, drove two blocks, and piled the mattress and boxspring on top of the roof. Josh, being the good guy he is, ended up doing most of the carrying. I, being the wuss I am, did most of the watching.
Today I saw a post on Craigslist for a trunk. You know... one of those wooden boxes that women used to store their quilts at the foot of the bed. The woman wrote back and told me she would be available to show me the trunk tomorrow afternoon and then told me she where she lived. Signs it with her name: Aspen.
Aspen lives in the apartment below me.