Good Morning

Monday was a good day for mattress delivery, it being the holiday and all.

The woman who sold us the set called Sunday night to say that we should expect the truck sometime between eight and eleven. They called Monday morning around 8:30 a.m. to say they were on their way, and the two guys with truck arrived right around nine.

I had brewed a pot of coffee especially for them, but actually they declined, opting for water instead. They clearly were in a hurry, practically running up the stairs with the box spring and bed frame first. It took a bit of twisting and turning to get up the winding stairs.

The foot part of our iron bed wouldn't fit on the new frame they brought, so we had to swap it with the old frame that we had already set up in the guest bedroom. That took a little doing too.

Boy the bed is a lot taller now. Louise can look over the foot end without standing on her hind paws, and she now steps down rather neatly onto my nightstand rather than having to leap to and from it.

And comfy, too. Yup, good morning. Nice restful sleep last night.