I conceived of this apparatus to get me out of some biannual chores and to have an excuse to weld, grind, play with lifting heavy objects, smoke cigars, cuss, spit, and drink beer. However....
No plan survives engagement with the womenfolk. No sooner was the thing installed than MrsJAC hit on the idea that not only would it be handy for lifting tubs of clothing for the biannual winter/summer closet and drawer content changeover but, by God!, it would be handy to change out the whole damned chest.
If you don't hear from me over the next few days I will be out shopping. For a new chest of drawers.