Being an adult is no fun

1. It turns out the mattress we’ve been sleeping on is not ours, but the guy’s who lived in our flat before us.
2. This means that we have to return it to him today within a number of hours.
3. We didn’t leave it out for him to collect today with all his other stuff so that means Bryce has to run home after college, tear apart our bed and leave it out for the guy to collect before doing all the other stuff he has to do.
4. Bryce also has to measure our bedframe by precisely 2 pm so that I can call in the measurements to a store and order us a mattress in time for it to be delivered today.
5. That means we have to pay about 150 quid for a new mattress. Money, what money? Ick.

The good news though is that we’ll have somewhere to sleep.

3 Responses to “Being an adult is no fun”

  1. Manders Says:

    Egads. No fun.

  2. Carolyn Says:

    Bummer! How’s the new mattress?

  3. Ashley Says:

    The new mattress is just fine and came on Friday afternoon. It’s not quite as nice as our last one (less thick) but it’s firm and new and that’s what matters. :)