I've used these machines at the gym, and I'm not sure what I was thinking, but this thing is big, and heavy. And so we muscled it into my Explorer and then bungieed the gate, as it stuck out. And as we're loading this thing in, I'm thinking, "I have no idea if this will fit in my place, and how the hell am I going to get this out of my car." But that did not stop me from paying for it. (His parents are really nice.) I'm now sitting on my porch, drinking a beer, not really sure where to go from here.
- Leaving it in the Explorer and waiting until my brother sobers up tomorrow to help me.
- Taking it out and leaving it outside, thus helping the homeless in their concerted efforts to stay fit.
- Leaving it in the car, and driving to the Salvation Army/Goodwill tomorrow and getting the tax write-off, while forgetting this whole incident ever happened.
Update: I had to take it out of the car, or else the battery would have died. So it's leaning up against the side of the house. It's too heavy for someone to steal. So now we'll have to see if the homeless take me up on my offer.