I am woman, hear me roar!

I always feel inordinately proud of myself when I figure out how to do something that at first looks too difficult for me.  Case in point:  As I may have mentioned once (or maybe a 100 times) I am in the process of renovating my bedroom and bathroom.  As part of the process, I am getting rid of some excess furniture.  I had two heavy wooden bookcases (6 ft tall, 3 ft wide) in my bedroom that have definitely seen better days.  It was time for them to go, but how to accomplish it in time to get the bedroom painted before the carpet is installed?  I decided that if I could get them into my garage I could load them into my trusty old Rendezvous and cart them off to Good Will unless someone in the family wants them. At least they would be out of my bedroom and on their way to somewhere else.  Well I studied the problem, decided that the cat wasn't going to be any help, discovered they were too heavy for me to lift and pondered the problem (which was further complicated by strange little steps and tight corners in my house) for about two days.  I never claimed to be a quick study.  I finally realized that if I couldn't carry I could slide, so I flipped those puppies on to their long smooth sides, and pushing and pulling, with some nifty maneuvers around those tight corners, got them out of the bedroom, down the hall, through the dining room, through the kitchen and into the garage without touching any woodwork or kitchen cabinets. Yea me!