What Do You Mean It Doesn't Fit?

Remember the computer armoire from our last post? You know, the one we spent months searching for on Ebay and Craigslist? The one we drove to the other side of the city to check out, and then paid the guy an extra $50 to deliver? The one that cost every ounce of our precious free time over the past 4 weeks to sand it, stain it, re-sand it, and then re-stain it? The one that nearly broke the backs of Jon and our neighbor, Chris, getting it up the stairs from the garage?

It doesn't fit through our office door.


As close as it got to the office (last door on the right).