When I was ten my dad made me a nice big desk. It was great! As long as it was in the garage things went well. Then came the day when the varnish was dry and it was time to move it into my room... at the top of the stairs...
After him pushing and me pulling, we got it up the stairs, but no matter which way we turned it, it was not going through the doorway. so, back down the stairs to lop off 6" of the front of it and back up the stairs. It didn't weigh 400# but it sure felt like it.
That was 9 moves ago. I still have it.
Alan