We’ve been moving furniture all day, from my son’s old room to my old office (I’m lucky enough to have a new one at home). My wife got these nonstick furniture sliders (kind of like these) that she insisted — “I saw it on TV” — would make it a breeze to slide heavy dressers down the hall. I was dubious. I often am. But damned they didn’t work, beautifully. Like skating on ice. I confessed my mistake to my wife; I was amazed. And we thought the same thing at the same time. “You going to blog this?” she asked. Of course.