I am in Trouble...

I have a piano stuck in the middle of my living room.

I did this by myself.  This is all my fault.

And Bryan is going to yell if I can't get it to the other side of the living room.

Bryan is going to yell if I do (since I am pregnant and all).

Problem is, two of the four wheels want to work, two of them don't.

Quite the predicament.  Not sure how I am going to get out of it.

I don't really see a win in all of this...

To be continued...

UPDATE:

  This just saved my life.  Now the piano is on the other side of the living room, and the only people that need to know how difficult this was is you and me.... shhhhhh .... let's not tell my mom or Bryan....

Now I am sitting on the other side of my living room on my couch admiring the new placement of my piano, do I know how to play? Nope, not one bit, but Emily enjoys playing on it and I figure it is a great way to get Emily excited about music since current school programs are going down the crapper.  At least I can do my part and excite her (and let's get real - it has great potential for displaying stuff).

But now I want a new coffee table, one a little bit narrower than the behemoth we have now (an inherited piece from Bryan's bachlor pad days.... at least I don't have to deal with a black leather couch...always a bright side to things!).