Two Beds Are Better Than One
One had been living in a house with friends and was moving to an apartment, the other was moving from an apartment to a teeny bachelor suite he purchased. Turned out, the youngest got to move in a few days earlier - whew! and asked me to bring over his bed which he had left at my place the previous August. The house he had moved into had a bedroom suite, so he hadn't needed his bed. My sister and I dismantle it from a downstairs bedroom and load it up into my van. Yeah! finally it was going! Good thing too as I was planning to convert that room to be the new cat room. 3 days later, I'm awaiting at my other son's place for the moving truck to arrive after I picked up keys from the realtor. I realize with dismay the contents of my son's one bedroom will not fit in the bachelor as it came fully furnished. We knew this, but the former tenants had expressed interest in the bed which we said they could have as my son had exactly the same one. Ironically, my youngest also had the same Ikea bed. The former tenants hadn't taken it afterall. It too was the identical Ikea bed my sons both had. What to do? Urg! Well when the moving truck arrived they just loaded my son's bed into my van. 
Now in the grand scheme of things, it would have been too easy if I had been able to take one sons bed to the others as it was exactly the same bed. Woulda saved me from dismantling it and lugging it over. Nope...the boys had their beds now and I was stuck with one in my van. I prayed no one would peek in my van and see a mattress in the back...OMG - a shag mobile! Next I'd be say Heeey Baby and flashing a peace sign! I had to wait three days before I could get a friend over to help me lift the thing into my house..she couldn't make it. Yesterday I lugged the thing myself in my house and left it downstairs where the previous bed had sat for a year. This story isn't as funny as when I purchased the Queen Elizabeth's bed from the Four Seasons a few years ago. (Protocol requires she sleep in a brand new bed and thus the hotel purchased it for her stay.) It sat in storage for 5 years before the hotel decided to sell it. My brother in law knew I needed a bed and arranged that I could buy it - it wasn't expensive either! The bed arrives and NOOOO I had assumed the Queen's bed would be - what else? Queen size? Nope it was King Size and extremely hard. I think I've only slept in it 3 times , so I usually sleep in the guest room on a Futon. Quess who loves the other bed? - Merlin! Seems befitting that an Old English Sheepdog would sleep on the Queens bed. However I'm regressing or is that digressing..back to my story. As for me...yeah I finally get a bed! As my son's bed is now dismantled I can lug it up the stairs (I'm such a procrastinator). I've had enough bed moving for this week - my next project perhaps next week. Two beds are better than one I've heard. 
Marianne |
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