I didn’t have the delivery crew take the old mattress and box springs away since Jim wanted them – the mattress in his spare room was even worse than mine. So, instead, I just moved it to my library…
Yes, I have a library in my house.
And there they sat – waiting on the use of a friend’s truck to move them over to his house.
Earlier this week, the friend and said truck were available to help move the mattress – provided that we help move a dresser into their house.
Except it wasn’t just a dresser. It was a dresser and a sideboard. Each weighed about 800 thousand pounds (okay, okay, it was more like 700 thousand pounds. Each.) The sideboard needed to go into the kitchen – and the dresser needed to go on the second floor.
We got the sideboard into the kitchen and since I’m the most limber of the group and stronger than I look, I took the lead up the stairs with the dresser.
And then the dresser got stuck.
We maneuvered it around a bit and got an allen wrench to remove the feet. I was working on that – stopping only briefly to let the cat out of the upstairs bathroom – and finally got those off. We got it up the stairs and into the bathroom and then into the bedroom.
When we got back downstairs, it was decided that the sideboard really did need to go in the front hall. So, we maneuvered it back there and took a break for some water.
And by this point, it was raining so hard that we couldn’t move the mattress.
[insert the sound of crickets chirping]
So, a project for another day.
I am sleeping a bit better on my mattress – I guess – but I’m still not 100%. Hasn’t slowed me down – I still swam 3/4 of a mile today and did a couple mile walk this evening.
Maybe not as spry as a 20 year old, but not to shabby.