My boyfriend and I bought a new mattress set with a frame and box spring last week, and the delivery guys were supposed to come between noon and 5:00pm. I took the day off and Marc went to work and was going to get off early.
The guys came at 8:30am
I had still been sleeping so they couldn't bring the new ones up and lay them down because the old stuff was still on the bed
So now I have a king-sized mattress and box spring in the living room and I am trying to single-handedly move the old ones out into the garage, trying not to scratch the fucking walls.
Why? Because my man was making fun of me last night when I said I could do it myself. I will fucking do it.
Just taking a little break because I cut myself and am bleeding