November, 2004.
Move in day into our new home.
Purchased mid-framing, we were to be the inaugural owners.
A clean slate. All new appliances. The pains of maintaining an older home a distant memory. No longer a need to have contractors on speed dial.
And best of all, flawless hardwood floors. Gorgeous, I'm-now-mature-enough-to-have, hardwood floors. They shone as we carted in couches, lamps, and bins.
For all of maybe fifteen minutes.
Remember those big, bulky televisions, pre-plasma and flat screen? The ones that were impossible to transport and guaranteed a hernias or thrown-out back.
It fell.
And ruined perfection.
We eventually got over it. Kind of.
Hurts at the time however