A Broken Bed-A Rug & Sunday Football

Well, the title should peak your curiosity, but unfortunately it wasn't as fun as it could sound! There wasn't much to blog about over the weekend other than Sunday's events that I'm just having an opportunity to share, but alas, there wasn't much for today, so we'll still be caught up.

So...What does a broken bed, a rug and Sunday football have to do with anything? Well, they all involved Tom. I didn't watch a minute of Sunday football, so he gets credit for the whole thing~

Sunday mornings are only somewhat of a treat in the Torres household. Tom still has to get up and go to his stores to restock, but at least the alarm isn't going off at 3:15 a.m. on Sunday's, mostly it's around 6:00 or later, if it gets set. This Sunday was no exception, early up and restock and hopefully bread sales will be plentiful. Granted, TOM gets up...those of you who know me well, know that I value my ability to sleep in. I had a Junior League leadership training on Saturday, so Sunday was my sleep in day this week. It was raining, chilly and just a great day to stay in bed, watching tv-once I was awake.

Around 9:45 (although Tom questions the timing) Tom came home, very nicely, with steaming hot Dunkin Donuts coffee for each of us. For those of you not in New England..."AMERICA runs on Dunkin", but in Connecticut they're on EVERY corner and pretty much a staple for coffee drinkers. Anyway---I get my piping hot Vanilla Spice coffee, and decide I have to sit up now and watch tv, to drink my coffee and Tom comes around to his side of the bed to sit with me and watch tv...well, he sat on the bed and the wood side rail SPLIT. "CRRRRAAAACCCCKKKK" "SH__WHAT THE ____WAS THAT???" THAT, was so much for staying in bed..."Um, I think you broke the bed" I said, trying to hide my laughter, which I don't do well.

So~after a minute or two of standing around looking at each other, we decide we better look and see what damage was done to the bed. Apparently what happened, when he sat on the upper corner the weight hit the first of the three side to side supports for the mattress and part of the rail holding it cracked...I dunno, all I know is it needed to be fixed. I was hysterical laughing and Tom was devastated that his fat butt (which it's not, he's a marathon runner) broke the bed!

Well, we took the bed apart and decided if we (Tom) were going to reinforce it, we (Tom) may as well do all six sides (three rails) AND, since you're taking the bed apart...we've been talking about putting an area rug under the bed because the center pole in the middle beam that goes to the floor, slides on the hardwood floors. OKAY--Michelle, get dressed, go to Staples and buy a rug (we saw them there last week, didn't buy it!). Okay--what size...well, the bed is 4'0 wide (just for the record, no it's not, but we'll get to that) blah, blah, blah...get a 5 x 7. So--jammies off, sweats on...15 minutes to Staples, six minutes in the store to buy a rug, amazing when you know EXACTLY what you're looking for (I hate to shop like that!) 15 minutes home and viola, we have a rug.

Bring the rug upstairs, unroll it, put it under the frame, which is now 1/2 way back together, sorta....You guessed it, the rug is too SMALL! The 5 x 7 doesn't fit, because the bed is not 4'0 wide. Tom says-go get the other size, they also had 6 x 9...Yeah, NO...YOU told me to get the 5 x 7, YOU said the bed was 4'0 wide, YOU go get the other size. A small disagreement ensues, because Tom can't take anything back to a store, he would have kept this rug, rolled up in the closet before ever taking it back, IF he didn't know me. He just doesn't like to admit he made a mistake. MEN!

Mind you..it's now after 12:00 and Tom's supposed to be going to a friend's house at 1:30 for Sunday football. Sorry, I didn't break the bed, I bought what you told me to buy and I'm NOT going back to Staples, have fun, I'll be here when you get back with the right rug. (Y'all know what happened next, right?!)

Way to go TOM! have to say--I'm so proud ~ I knew he could make a return!!

He returned the rug, almost killed the cashier guy, but none the less, we have a 6 x 9 rug and no more 5 x 7 (and I have the credit slip to prove he returned it and it was credited back to my debit card-otherwise I'd have thought he hid it and bought a new one!) :-) Just kidding, honey!

So, he comes home with the new rug, finished tightening the screws in the frame, placed the rug and put the mattress & box spring back together (no more issues). My job was to make the bed, cuz you guessed it...now it's 1:30 and he's GOT TO GO! He was late for football and beer, but he finally made it.

Last night he came home at 8:00. I was beginning to wonder if he was coming home at all. I think he needed a couple of drinks!?! To top it off, he lost a $20 bet on the Dallas game. Needless to say, Tom had a great day! While he was gone, I accomplished a TON of stuff-organizing, cleaning closets-fun stuff!!

When we finally went to bed last night, I made him get in bed first, no problems, so far-so good!

And this is what A broken bed, a rug and Sunday football have to do with each other!

Until next time~All the best