My bed was delivered yesterday. And its totally beautiful. Actually it was just my mattress. Funny side note: it was the same guys that moved me in here. They are the ones I gave a perfectly good 1000 dollar bbq to and gave them all a hefty tip. They were pretty excited to be here....took a look around, told moving stories about that day.
Anyway they put the massive mattress onto my already high bed. I almost need a stool to get into it. And every time I lift my knee way up to get up onto it, I get a severe excruciating charlie horse in that hip. (shovel list). I am going to have to get a foot stool.
Well, the bed is extremely bouncy and soft. I absolutely love it. But....it being a twin there isn't much room for error on that thing. It really does bounce and roll you around. It sure aint one of those bowling ball beds!
So I climbed up into bed (I say so easily) and humped myself upright and close to the headboard so I could sit and go on my lappy for a while. By the way, my frigging tv isn't working again. Jeez!!!!
Eventually I grew tired and rolled over to the edge to put my lap top DOWN, seriously down, onto the bedside table. As soon as I let it go my body simply went over...right over...there was no stopping it...dropping six feet to the floor....splat. I don't know anybody else that hits the deck as often as me. Good thing I have a lot of natural padding on me. I felt stupid.
Right now at this moment there is a jack hammer hammering away in my carport. You have no idea how loud and vibratey it is. Poor Wrangler is having a fit. I guess they decided to replace all the carports. It meant I had to remove EVERYTHING from the front. Three adirondak chairs, two tables, a bbq, rugs, a big box of thrift store stuff, my cement face April made..... all to replace a perfectly good carport.
Well today is Quiz Day for Kiwanis. Kathy is in Toronto so I shall fill in for her. Kerry is picking me up at three to go over to the school and get the large room set up for the event.
At the same time, Michelle, an awesome person from Kiwanis needs me to help her with a couple of Adopt a Grad appointments. Not only that, she doesn't drive and needs a ride to the place. I can't do it. Quiz night takes priority status. I feel bad letting her down but appointments should not have been made until either Kathy, Iris or I were back in town. This is what happens when someone noses in where they shouldn't and does things they shouldn't. Us ladies did not make those appointments for this week. Oh well....can't be changed now. And honestly, the mistake was made with the best of intentions in mind.
Taylor, my new roomie, is working out really well. She is very clean and unobtrusive. She spent an entire day cleaning what I thought was already a clean basement. One thing kind of puzzles me though.
She asked me if I could please move that giant huge California king bed upstairs! She wants to move her own queen bed in down there. I asked her if she had been upstairs yet and taken a look. Yes, she said, she had. So I asked, where would I put that monstrous bed? Oh, I guess there isn't room. Well no, I said, there def isn't and for someone thats here for two months I can't be getting rid of things down there. Thats why I charge only 200 bucks a month. Sigh. Youth. She is a sweet girl. She made herself a grilled cheese sammich for her supper last night and she offered to make me one. I thought that was really nice of her.
I noticed she had cut the crusts off her sammich. I was teasing her about it and she said she didn't like that it was crusty bread (which it isn't really) So I get the feeling she wouldn't like the stuff I cook. She is not Anton...a human garbage pail. He would eat anything and not complain. Good lad.
I had best go now and remove things from walls and ledges...that jack hammer is unbelievable. And I am going to eat. I fried up sausages, onion and apple slices. Looks delish. TTYL
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