I actually had a different topic planned for today, but because of an emergency circumstance yesterday, I’m changing it.
The back story is that my husband an I are opening a self-serve frozen yogurt and custard store. (I’m saving the details on this for the K-L days.)
I spoke with our contractor and the guy we ordered our restaurant equipment through and I thought we agreed he would ship the large refrigerators on the 9th so that they would arrive sometime after Wednesday.
Well… they arrived yesterday.
I absolutely was not expecting to have 2000 lbs worth of stuff to move in and they charge by the weight and there’s an expensive re-delivery fee if they store the stuff a few more days. Plus we’re the driver’s last stop and he’s just itching to get rid of these things and go home.
So I’m all by my 110-lb lonesome self and I have to suddenly get these fridges through the front door.
I call my husband and my friend and ask to borrow her husband. (Caroline, I am so watching your kids for a night and paying to send you to dinner with Carl!) My contractor is the best guy ever and even though it’s his evening off, he comes back in to help at 6:00 when my husband and my friend’s husband get off work.
By the way, here’s the dimensions of these fridges:
Height: 79 1/8″
Width: 29 1/2″
Length: 78 1/8″
Weight: 615 lbs
The front door is 84 x 36. (Actual measurements 83 1/2 x 34) Too bad the castors for the fridges are five inches tall.
I had to buy PVC pipe and cut it into 3 foot lengths. The guys then rolled the fridges off the pallets, through the front door, and we used my car jack to lift them high enough to put the wheels on.
That’s when we get it to the next doorway (he one leading into the kitchen) and I realize that while I insisted the doorway be cut 7′ like the front door–it’s also still too short to wheel the fridges through. (BTW we have not one, but TWO of these fridges.)
So… since we’re still in the dry wall stage, I think our contractor is going to just cut the header and make the door taller. Much less stress for everyone–except the dry wall guy.