Wife's daughter is moving out of the house and into an apartment. I am grateful. Daughter could stay as long as she wants but she got a big ass 1 year old dog that is a deal breaker. Plus it will be closer to her new job and social life.
Anyway, wife decides to get a Uhaul for the move. I can't help Friday night or Saturday night but am happy to help Saturday during the day.
Me. Why do you need a Uhaul? What are you moving?
Wife: Bed (broken down), Desk and boxes.
Me: You don't need a Uhaul.
Wife: I want to rent a Uhaul.
Me. We have 3 SUV's we can fit it all plus you have already taken stuff over there.
Wife: I want to make one trip.
Me: If you're going to do that get the smallest thing you can.
Wife: I already rented it.
So we go to the Uhaul place on Friday at 3:00 to get the TRUCK for a 24 hour rental. I am laughing at the size of the truck but hold my tongue. Wife decides she will move Friday night instead while I'm gone. I protest a little but know she is full steam ahead. I leave. She loads the Uhaul. Drives to the apartment with a truck that could only be 1/6 full at best, with twin 10 year olds inside the cab and a 22 year old daughter on site to help move everything. Apartment is on the 2nd floor. Only way to get to second floor without stairs is by parking garage. Parking garage has 8ft clearance. Truck 11ft.
When I get home Friday night wife says, I need you to help me take the desk out of the Uhaul and put it in my truck in the morning. We couldn't get it up the stairs.
I'm not bitching. I didn't have to move anything into the apartment and they did it all. Hell, I still haven't seen the apartment as they made about 4 trips there and back while I was gone.
It's still stupid.