The other day we were heading out of the park when a voice from down by the river called for help. The man who was mowing apparently got a bit too close to the edge of the river bank and he and his mower both went in. He was not hurt, just embarrassed, which is why there are no photos of this. I couldn't resist telling him that I thought he may have flooded the motor.
Left Brain and I made a human chain of sorts to pull out the mower and the man was able to crawl his way up the bank. Left Brain did the pulling and I acted as ballast. I knew that extra weight would come in handy someday. If I was a thin little thing he'd still be stuck down there...or all of us might be in that river.
Today was the scheduled delivery of our new Sleep Number bed so we spent the morning preparing for that. The crew showed up on the early end of the 11 - 2 delivery time we were given, which was great. We put the cats out in the cat kennel so they were safe during the process of dragging out the king sized mattress and replacing it with the queen sized bed.
The king size bed was just too big in there. The first bed they brought in and started to install was actually a king sized one. Oooops. But they had a queen one with them. Whew.
Since we have a lift bed for storage we needed to dismantle the upper part of the platform that goes over the outside storage and drill two holes to insert the hoses . Left Brain took care of the drilling and I followed behind with the small vacuum.
We were just getting to the part of learning the bed and setting up the app on our phones to operate it when the tree trimmer showed up. They were doing the other street earlier, but now were at our doorstep...literally.
We ran outside to grab the cats and lock them in the bathroom to avoid the loud noises and falling branches. This involved Gracie getting her foot caught in the door as she tried to escape while I was putting George in, and George escaping for a brief minute but soon they were contained. I'm getting too old for this much excitement.
After getting all the instructions on how to operate the bed, they sleep number guys left and we were able to watch the tree trimmer for a bit.
Then it was time to pick up branches and sticks in the yard to haul away. The big ones stay by the side of the road and will go into the wood chipper later when that crew comes by.
After they departed, we had some corn on the cob for lunch and Left Brain went to get the skill saw to cut the platform on the bed down to fit the new mattress. I again followed with the vacuum to clean up. I know it "sucks", but somebody has to do it.
Now we have a sleep number bed AND space to walk around the bed. The king size bed pushed up against the end tables and it was a bugger to make the bed. It fits so much nicer in our little house and it opened up another few precious inches in which to store things...always a plus. It was a busy day.
When Left Brain brought back the mail later that day I had my written confirmation that my Covid 19 test was negative. I had been having a lot of weird symptoms for about a week when I decided it was time to do the drive through testing. It's a weird sensation having a small brush pushed waaaaay up your nose. Not painful, just uncomfortable. It makes your eyes water and provoked sneezing, but it was quick and not too bad. It felt good to be sure since we had a couple in the park with it and now two more are quarantined after finding out their granddaughter has it.
We're both looking forward to a shower this afternoon and testing out that new bed!
Long Live the Queen
Congratulations on your new bed. I keep thinking, maybe one of these days......I love that close up photo you took of the man up in the tree. Gosh, what good luck that you and Left Brain were able to help the man in the river. As for the phone, my phone has a tiny squiggly line way to the right of the box where you type your message. You hold your finger inside the text space and talk as soon as it begins to record. You can't miss it. I'll have to take a photo of it and post it for just in case. Enjoy that bed, hugs, Edna B.
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