Two days before my parents flew in for their visit, they received a call. The nature of this call was that the hotel they had reserved had apparently suffered flooding and would not have a room. (I looked out at the sunny skies and said, “Huh?” Matt thinks they suddenly remembered it was Marathon weekend and decided to ditch everyone and raise their rates. Yep, he’s even more cynical than I am.) There were no good rooms to be found. Due to their bad backs, my parents can’t sleep in anything smaller than a king size bed. We had a queen. An aging queen, I might add, that was getting rather uncomfortable for this aging princess.
After mulling over this problem for a few hours, Matt had a suggestion: “Let’s buy a bigger bed!”
We measured the bedroom and found that if we robbed Matt of his bedside table and removed the trunk from the foot of our bed, we could fit a California King in our room and my parents could stay with us. We found one – the “W” hotel bed, of all things – on sale and it seemed to be the best option, what with the 10-year warranty and all. However, the bed was still a big expense and so we decided to – if you’ll excuse my pun – sleep on it.
I worked out a deal with my parents the next day in which they loaned us some money for the bed, and I gave Matt the green light.
My husband called 1-800-mattress at 11 am. He talked them into same-day delivery and then raced home on his bike to get there ahead of the truck. Our incredibly luxurious, huge new bed arrived a mere three hours later. When I got home from work, it was set up in our room and our old bed had been transformed into a daybed/guest bed down in the playroom. As soon as we started thinking about this idea, Matt had brilliantly gone to amazon.com and ordered new sheets with 2-day delivery; they arrived about an hour later.
My parents were dizzy from these goings-ons before they even arrived at our monkey house, and that’s saying something. My mother’s claim that we move at the speed of light felt pretty accurate. But we were so happy to have made this speedy accommodation; it was absolutely wonderful having them stay in our home, and we are thrilled to know that we can have them here anytime they want to come.
And, heck, now that they’re gone we’ve got a really incredible bed!!
I’ll leave you with some of the photos my dad took during the visit. (He’s a professional photographer – on the side, of course, because he’s that talented.)