Evidently this was "help everyone move"

weekend for me. First, I had to help my friend move from Cleveland to Cincinnati. He lives on the third story of an apartment building that only has stairs. He also has every issue of Sports Illustrated known to man in plastic containers.  Next, I had to help my sister move some stuff from college. She lives in an upstairs apartment above a bar. She also has the heaviest, most awkward futon mattress on the planet. Why is awkward such an awkward word to spell? Anyway, I've learned from this that I want a very minimalistic house with just a couple of pieces of inflatable furniture, no stairs, and 4 foot wide doors.