Bed In A Box...

I know you have all heard of Bed in a Bag, but this is Bed in a Box!

An earlier post, Shopping For A New Mattress was about the chaos that comes with a new mattress.  Time has passed and the need has grown so I shopped, conferring with Hubby along the way.  Somewhere, sometime, he got the idea of memory foam making the best bed. 

I can pretty much sleep on a rock, when I finally can sleep at all, so I listened to the master.

I shopped!  I compared.  I watched videos.  I finally ordered just what Hubby wanted.

I had watched a video about how it was shipped and what to do when it arrived but, let me tell you something, it was not nearly as easy as it looked!!

UPS was kind enough to deliver to my place of work, since he knows I am always working.  I helped him place the over a hundred pounds box in the back seat of my car.  Guys, we are talking a KING mattress in a box small enough to fit in the back of my car!  I asked Mr. UPS, if I don't like it, will you pack it back in the box for me?  He just laughed...later, I almost cried.

Andrew and Hubby unloaded it and carried it to the bedroom.  Now, to help it escape the box...it took three of us to give it freedom.  We removed it from the box and then from a bag and another bag and another bag and finally reached said mattress which remained in a semi-tight shape of the box.

We threw it on top of the old mattress and left it to reshape as the video had promised it would do.

It happened, surprisingly, just like they said.  I returned to a huge flat, pillow topped piece of deep memory foam. 

Now for the fun part, pulling it off the bed, to remove the old mattress, drag the old mattress out of the way and replace with the new.  Remake the bed and hope it was every thing Hubby thought it would be because there is no way in heck I could ever get it back in the box.

I am glad no one was filming that!  I almost fell, I became trapped between the old king and the dresser and just stood there for a few minutes, knowing I could not yell for help because the volume of every thing where the guys were didn't allow them to hear a tornado if it was coming.

I struggled, I conquered, I triumphed!

Hubby shows up as I am placing the new mattress on the bed and says, why didn't you holler?  I would  have helped.  Well, I had not called because common sense would tell anyone, if you have a new mattress, it has to get on the bed and the old one has to leave.  I should not have to ask!  So stubborn won out and I did it myself.

Hubby has reported this morning, he slept well but will have to get used to the newness of it.  I will have to report after my back and shoulders stop hurting from the move...because I didn't sleep worth a darn last night!