Crisis was narrowly (and I do mean narrowly) averted last night. I got a call on my way home, and the bed was being installed right then. Cue angel choirs singing and the heavens opening. But then, when I got home, we – heaven forbid – tried to move the damn bed. My husband had unplugged an extension cord that we needed and we just wanted to be able to use our alarm clock. So we moved the bed… just a few inches. It wasn’t that far, it shouldn’t be a big deal, right?
It was. Half of the support slats came out, because the freaking movers didn’t bother to screw them to the frame! And since they have a middle support that reaches the carpet, when you move the bed, the damn slats move willy nilly. We pulled the mattress and box springs to get a better look, and I got just a little huffy. I called the store and told them to send the guys back because the supports weren’t attached. Or to bring us some damn screws so we can do it ourselves. (okay, so I didn’t quite say it that way, but I really wanted to. trying to get this bed delivered has been a nightmare. i wonder if mir’s moving karma has started traveling the u.s. in search of victims.)
They finally came an hour later and fixed the thing, with the excuse that they don’t normally attach the supports so you can move the bed. Huh? We did that and the damn thing nearly fell apart! My husband just gave me a look that told me not to say anything. At that point, I just wanted this whole thing to be over. I’m still debating whether or not I’ll call and ask for a refund of the delivery charges, based on how many times I’ve had to call and get this straightened out.
At least they came back. But my husband had already tipped them (before we found the problems) and there was no WAY I was tipping them again. Hell, I really wanted to make them give us the tip back. Do you think that would’ve worked?
You see, we ordered the bed. It didn’t come. They ordered us a different one. I had to call to track that one down. Then they scheduled delivery. Oops, no wait, it didn’t come in, LIKE WE TOLD YOU IT WOULD, so you’ll have to wait another day. (They had two days to check and make sure the order arrived correctly and they didn’t figure it out until the 3rd day, which was also delivery day.) So they finally deliver it, put it together, and leave. And then it almost falls apart on us! I AM A PREGNANT WOMAN WHO WANTS HER SLEEP, DAMMIT. DON’T MESS WITH ME!
We did finally get to make the bed and sleep in it last night. No counting sheep for us! It’s a fairly firm mattress, but it has this wonderful pillow top with memory foam in it. So it cushions you, but you don’t feel the other person turn over in bed. This thing is huge – it’s a Cal King. We moved up from a full-sized bed. Let me repeat – full-sized! It was like J was sleeping on the other side of the room. I wanted to take a bullhorn and yell at him to see how he was doing way over there. Once in a while, he’d ask if he was crowding me, and I told him, “Yes, you are! I don’t have enough space over here, you bed hog!” Of course, I had like two feet on each side of me. But still, the crowding! Go to your side of the bedroom!
This bed is massive. We had to shove it up against the wall, which is unfortunately on my side. So I have to climb across to get in the bed. And when I get out, I have to scoot the mile to the foot of the bed. It’s not so bad now, but I cannot WAIT to see how much fun that is during my 9th month. Stay tuned.
