At the beginning of our Christmas road trip, we stopped on our way through the tourist town and bought a king-size bed. We had brought two beds with us from the mainland, a queen bed we had in our house, and a full bed we ended up putting upstairs in the loft. The studio is ready for a bed and we needed to make room for the new king bed, but the studio is much smaller than the loft so I took the full bed apart and carried it down from the loft into the garage. Then HA and I packed it in Timmy the Titan and drove it over to the studio, so now the studio has a bed.
Next, we disassembled the queen bed that we’d moved into the bedroom last March. It left the bedroom rather bare, but that wouldn’t be a problem as the king bed was to be delivered the next day.
We set up the queen bed in the loft, which we’ve been using as a kind of guest room. That would give us a place to sleep for the night. That was a lot of bed disassembling, carrying, and assembling!
Today, we were supposed to get some paving stones delivered. After a host of failures, they never arrived and when don’t know when, if ever, we’ll see them. So we’d waited around all day with very little benefit. We were also supposed to get the king bed delivered. The truck came, but it only had the mattress. Our invoice, which clearly showed that we’d also paid for a frame which was to be delivered and assembled, differed from the work order the drivers had. So they left the king mattress on the bedroom floor.
We don’t actually want to sleep on it, as it has a 120-day return but only if it’s not damaged. Mattresses on the floor here very quickly get wet and moldy. Instead, we bagged it up in a mattress bag to keep it clean and dry. MattressFirm says they’ll deliver the frame they promised next Friday. They don’t know what went wrong. I sure hope they come through, as HA’s octogenarian father is coming for a visit and I wouldn’t want him to have to sleep in a mattress on the floor, and climbing the steps to the loft or negotiating the path out to the studio would both be out of the question. Sigh: island time.
—2p