Walmart had this swing chair that I wanted to get for our house – you know, now we actually have a yard, lets get a little yard furniture.
Well we finally got it yesterday. Barely fit in the back of our little Taurus. We got it home and started putting it together in the yard. Our yard has a dip to it, so it was still wet and full of water. It was really kind of miserable smushing around in the grass and slipping on the cardboard and stuff.
But finally we had it all together and it looked great! So we picked it up together -it’s pretty light – and started moving to the front of the house where we figured it would fit best. We had to edge past the car, and it didn’t quite fit. So we set it down next to the car and I got in to back it up so it would fit past.
I was looking behind me to make sure I didn’t hit the Saab and as I was turning to look the other way (to be sure I didn’t hit the brace for the house’s overhang) Jeff was waving his arms like mad and shaking his head. Then CRUNCH! I ran over the swing.
I got the car straight and backed it out. Jumped out and ran over, Jeff was laughing/crying on the ground. The back bar on the swing is bent all the way to the ground and Jeff was freaking out about spending the time and money to build something I ran over in a minute.
Luckily, since it’s a Walmart thing, we can just call the number for replacement parts and have them send us a new bar. They usually don’t care how it got broken. The same thing happened when we bought desks from Walmart, we broke the top of the desk and called for more. We ended up with two more sets arriving.
