Off we went to the neighbor's tree lot to pick the biggest tree we could squeeze through the front door. Measuring tape? Don't be silly.
The Banker traditionally waits at home for me to bring home the quarry. And then I stand clear while he hauls it inside. It just goes better that way. We have learned.
Plumb line? Don't be silly.
I really think we should tie it off to the radiator...just in case.