There are new stoves, and then there are old stoves in new places. We decided last spring that the stove in the dining room was getting to the 'must be watched carefully" stage, since the door latches had become worn over time and tended to glide open at odd moments, and the stove itself was just plain wearing out due to old age and steady use.
Its well over a hundred years old, and has been used for all of that time. But even the best stove ages. We are replacing it with a stove we used to use upstairs, and the key in that sentence is "upstairs'...The hard part was getting it down the stairs without making a sudden new door at the bottom. The rest is all threshholds and placement. So far no tempers have been lost, no fingers mashed, no cats terrorized. A few more days and it should be set up and ready to go. Hooray for us.
Today I clean the chimney and the stove we're moving out, still not sure what to do with it. I'd like to see it go to a good home, but it's been in the family for over a hundred years, and it may just have to become an end table. *s*
I sincerely hope this is the last major stove move we have to make. We're not gettin any younger, here.