Oh man Hitt, I don't envy that. I just turned the air off after a 4 day run of mid to high 90s with high humidity. It was supposed to be in the low 90s yesterday but the hum. was down and it didn't feel too bad here in the woods, as long as you stayed out of the direct sunlight.
I had helped my neighbor get a sectional into his LR from an enclosed porch and his old sofa to the curb a couple days ago. The old sofa was pretty heavy so we got ti out the back door, but it was stinking hot and decided the best approach was to have him unscrew the medal from the bottom that looked like it would make it easier to move and possibly break it in two, which it turned out it did.
As I was walking back home, I thought the gf would probably take it apart for the medal since she already had a pretty good pile of scrap started and I was tired of looking at it. He's in his low 50s but isn't in the greatest of shape so he was happy to have someone else deal with it. She jumped at the chance but I new it would take supervision, some help and my tractor to haul it back.
I went over earlier and saw there were 16 bolts into the frame and a few screws holding the leg risers on to it, got the tools and sent her over. Meanwhile I got the trailer hooked up and went over to help. I swear some people have no logic when it comes to analyzing a project. She went for the first bolt she saw which was a support brace that had nothing to do with extracting the frame. I got her straightened out and proceeded to chase the puppies around that she just had to take with her. It didn't take too long, but it was out in the sun so I know how miserable your work environment must have been. I'd be looking for a different work environment to if I were you.
I had helped my neighbor get a sectional into his LR from an enclosed porch and his old sofa to the curb a couple days ago. The old sofa was pretty heavy so we got ti out the back door, but it was stinking hot and decided the best approach was to have him unscrew the medal from the bottom that looked like it would make it easier to move and possibly break it in two, which it turned out it did.
As I was walking back home, I thought the gf would probably take it apart for the medal since she already had a pretty good pile of scrap started and I was tired of looking at it. He's in his low 50s but isn't in the greatest of shape so he was happy to have someone else deal with it. She jumped at the chance but I new it would take supervision, some help and my tractor to haul it back.
I went over earlier and saw there were 16 bolts into the frame and a few screws holding the leg risers on to it, got the tools and sent her over. Meanwhile I got the trailer hooked up and went over to help. I swear some people have no logic when it comes to analyzing a project. She went for the first bolt she saw which was a support brace that had nothing to do with extracting the frame. I got her straightened out and proceeded to chase the puppies around that she just had to take with her. It didn't take too long, but it was out in the sun so I know how miserable your work environment must have been. I'd be looking for a different work environment to if I were you.