My Grandma is a single of those aged ladies who constantly feels cold. She’s constantly wearing a sweater and slippers and he likes to kneel by his fireplace. Well, the other day I was at his home and he asked me to help his transport his space gas furnace up the stairs. She said that he had been getting really cold at night, even when the rest of the home felt fine. It’s the middle of the Summer and the rapidly increasing temperatures outside are usually between 72 and 85 degrees, yet he still feels cold. I’m just not sure what the complication is, but I want to make his guess comfortable because she’s an aged man! So I went over to have supper with his and that’s when he talked me into moving the space heater. I asked his what in the world he wanted with a space gas furnace in the middle of the summertime although he said that his room felt like an icebox at night. So I lugged the space gas furnace out of the storage closet down in the basement and I took it up the stairs. Then I lugged it across the kitchen and the kitchen, through the kitchen, and to the stairs to the hour floor. I was doing pretty well up until then, however the space gas furnace was getting pretty heavy at that point. I stopped to rest for a minute and then I started my slow ascent up the stairs to my Grandma’s room. That’s when I lost my balance on the stairs somehow and I ended up dropping the space gas furnace right on my foot!