Finally after sleeping on it, (in my bed, silly not on the piano!) I came to my senses and realized that we were just going to have to NOT have a piano. As much as I wanted an acoustic piano, Clavinova (which according the the reasurring words of accompanist Jeffrey) is not a dirty word.
So yesterday the guys came back, gave me a funny look, told me how tired they were. Piano movers are always bitching. So now the piano is going to be housed at our office in the Fine Arts Building. And as for the stage, we are going with the electric variety that doesn't weigh a ton. And won't go out of tune if you move it.
Piano's are so difficult!