Adrenaline fueled anger gave me super strength

Rick is gone again, he didn't come home last night.  I don't know if it's just for a day or forever this time.  Yesterday morning he told my son that he would help him haul a couch if he found one, and my son found one pretty quickly, so we called Rick for help.  By the time I got home he was upset at having to haul the couch and we had words.  I finally stormed out of the house telling Rick not to worry or bother about the couch, that I would take care of getting the couch to where it was to go myself.  I guess he laughed at that under his breath because it was going to take both Rick and his brother to move it, and of course they were not going to do it for free, but at a cost, which Brian was very willing to pay.  In the end it cost Brian nothing, because I moved it and family helps family.

I have never pulled a trailer, but yesterday I had no choice.  I have a Reese hitch on the back of my Saturn and I have a trailer and I've watched Rick connect the two, so that's what I did.  It wasn't easy, but with the help of a hammer I got it done.  There was nobody here to help me and believe me I called for help but everyone was at work, so it left it all up to me.  My son wasn't here so I drove to where he was and off to Goodwill we went. Goodwill employees were nice enough to load the sectional couch onto the trailer and I secured it with straps.  I did have to stop along the way to secure another strap to the sectional, but we made it and then I unloaded it, and believe me that wasn't an easy task for just me.

My son is disabled and is not able to lift anything, so he couldn't help me.  He was so exhausted just by the trip and the morning activities that he had to go inside and rest.  I tugged, dragged and lifted up that sectional as best as I could.  I got the smaller part in and in place, but the larger part was a little more difficult.  A young man who happened  to see me struggling with that sectional offered to help me get it into the door.  I sure did appreciate his help especially when we had to turn the couch sideways to get it to fit into the door.  After I thanked the young man I went out and brought all of the couch cushions inside and put them in place.  My son kept insisting that I sit down and rest, but my adrenaline had kicked in and I couldn't stop until the job was completed.  I knew if I stopped that I probably wouldn't get back up.  I was afraid that I would be really sore this morning, but I'm not to my surprise.

Here are a couple pictures of the sectional and I'm really thankful that it didn't have recliners at each end, or I might not be walking or able to stand this morning.