Tuesday, January 19, 2016

Changes in my womb

Yesterday before it all began ...
Cold! Rise and shine! DH up and not happy, me up and excited. He was going to go collect my very old, new to me, bed. At first, I didn't think the sky would be pretty, it fooled me.

DH left early to pick up son for the 2 1/2 drive up near Nashville in the truck (with no heat). I honestly thought when he went out to start it that he said the heater worked. Oops! Meanwhile, I began sorting out my womb to make room for it. How did I collect so much stuff since I brought the daybed in here?

By the time they got back with the bed, the sun had set. They were about frozen solid and I felt as if I had worked on a chain gang for seven hours. DH was worn out too. Naturally the bed had not been torn down and it was upstairs in a very large house. Then they had to take the daybed apart and install the new/old one while I shuffled things out of the way.

Jack and Jill were tickled to see their boy again so soon and tended to get in the way. They couldn't figure out what was going on. The looks on their faces - well, we may as well have pooped on their parade - the daybed was GONE and the new bed was too high for them to jump up on. Jack is still shooting hurt looks of betrayal at me. I 'kind of' made the bed after I refreshed the wrong set of sheets and collapsed into it. That was after I broke a sweat trying to get up into it.

Sometime in the night, I was roused by a hulking dark figure in my doorway (which confused me by it's placement), and then DH said that Jill was pacing the hall, her nails tapping on the wood, trying to figure out where her bed was. We tucked her in beside me and once she settled, she lay there like a person, head on the pillow. Then we both passed out.

Needless to say, I can hardly move today. My muscles are still screaming. The room is still in shambles. I think Jack hates me. I have to find some doggy stairs ... Pictures later.

BTW, the bed sleeps like heaven!

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  1. Sure a pretty photo. It been warming up and raining sure is sloopy.
    Coffee is on

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    1. We have sleet or something on the way in tonight. :(

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  2. Your post brought back memories of all the years I had stairs by my bed for my little dog. Such fun to remember.

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    1. Jill slept on her bed last night, unhappy. DH had gone to bed before I did and I can't lift her. She is still avoiding me.

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  3. awww, you did do a number on the pups!!

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  4. Oh, dear! Animals upset can be an... interesting... experience. I laugh, I have to use a step stool to get into our bed, Ding just jumps, and looks smug. But, that's a cat for you...

    Cat

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    1. Yes, a step stool is in my future, too. Where in tar-nation am I gonna keep that? Sigh ...

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  5. Hope you enjoy your new old bed, the best kind. Guess the puppies will settle in in a while. Hope so.

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    1. This old bed is solid, I don't think it will ever squeak. I do love it - plan to die in it - LOL! Will need those steps though!

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  6. They will forgive you. They always do. Enjoy your new bed xx

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    1. Jack made it up this morning on his second 'flight' with me grabbing him.

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  7. Glad to hear it's a cozy bed. I'm sure things will be great once everyone is used to the changes.

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    1. It really is a good bed - steps will help.

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