Oh, today was a trip. My parents came down to visit for the weekend (was Dad's birthday yesterday), and we had a nice time with them. We met for breakfast at Cracker Barrel (our typical breakfasting joint when the parents visit), and bid our goodbyes after delicious meals of too-much Southern food. Robert and I went to visit with a couple of friends before really beginning our day...at about noon.
We had a fun little visit with them as well, brought flowers to the one because she just graduated with her Master's, and chatted them both up about our favorite Olympic sports and athletes. We left much later than we anticipated...close to 2-ish, I think.
Before I continue, a back-story: Robert's maternal grandmother (very recently widowed, which is still a shock to us all) wanted to give to us as a non-purchased wedding gift her entire bedroom suite. This suite includes decades-old wood furniture (a king-size bed, armoire, dual dresser, and nightstands), which are very good quality and quite big in character, hehe.
So, round-about the time we were heading out from our friends' house, we contacted Robert's mom about getting his dad's truck from them to start moving furniture. (His grandmother is about to buy a new bed and needed the old one out.) We got the truck, went to his grandmother's house, loaded up the box springs and mattress (which were all that would fit in the bed of the truck), and transported it to Robert's duplex (with the help of his younger brother). Then, we unloaded the truck, took it back to his grandmother's house, loaded up the frame, headboard, and extra sheets, took it back to the duplex, and unloaded it. Then we loaded Robert's old queen bed into the truck (all pieces fit in one trip, thank goodness), took it to his parents' house, and unloaded it in their basement. Then, we took the truck back to his mom who was stranded at their office before we headed out to Target to buy some king-sized pillows for the new king-sized bed. We ate dinner at Quizno's to refuel, then trekked back to the duplex. We put the king-sized bed together, stretched our backs out on the mattress (it's huuuuuge), and went to eat TCBY as a little "yay, we did it" treat.
It's now going on 11:20, and we're both exhausted.
I'm excited because now our marital bed is in my future home. My only sadness is knowing that now it will be doubly hard to leave the duplex to go back to my apartment because not only am I leaving our future home, but I'll be leaving our marital bed as well.
It's gonna be May soon, right?
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King-sized beds are the best! I don't like having to sleep in smaller beds when we're staying in hotels or whatnot. I didn't know how I was going to sleep in a full-size bed when we were at the cabin in Disney. It's great too for when you have kids with nightmares.
I am the opposite.
I don't like King Size beds as much as I like Queen Size beds.
Actually...I like King size beds when sleeping alone, but I like Queen size beds when sleeping with someone because you're closer :) (Awww how sweet)
I don't have kids so I don't have a nightmare bed, and I don't let pets on my bed so there's no problem there.
However, I think it's awesome that you got a nice, solid, old wooden bedroom suite for you guys!
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