Grumpy Beastie's Other Lair

Ok, so most of the day was spent moving the hospital bed, but before I get into that I think I should do some explaining. First of all, the hospital bed is one of two owned by my aunt and uncle. Their house is rather odd. It consists of their house, a mechanic's garage, and an upholstery shop, and five storage units. There are also three trailers, and at any given time between 10 and 20 cars there. They also have 4 fat cats. There is so much more I could tell you but it is completely irrelevant. And all of it is just full up to the top with stuff because they never get rid of anything and my aunt has a shopping problem. I don't know when or where they got the hospital beds but one of them is in use in the office because my uncle has muscular dystrophy and can no longer make it up the stairs. The other bed was in pieces in two different storage units. My grandmother needs the bed and the twin bed we ended up moving because she is having company this weekend. So after my aunt and I clean off all the stuff that is on the beds we move the part of the hospital bed with the motor in the already full car over to my grandmother's. On the next trip we moved the other half of the bottom, the two ends and the mattress. Then come the fun part, we had to put it together. When that was all figured out we went back to my aunt's house to get the box spring and mattress for the twin bed. When we get back to my grandmother's house there is a problem with the motors on the hospital bed. So we fiddle with that for awhile and deem them unimportant after not being able to make them work. So then we go to put together the frame for the twin bed, but before we do that it turns out we have to rearrange all the furniture in my grandmother's bedroom before we can do that. By the way, that never getting rid of anything thing runs in the family. So then we go to put the frame together, again, but the connectors that hold the bed together are missing so my aunt runs back to her house to go get her bed frame. I waited at my grandmother's house. she had me clean the front window because she can't reach and I got a cookie and a coke out of it. My aunt finally gets back and we get it all together, get the box spring and the mattress moved in and we run like hell. Bob just sat back and watched the whole thing in amusement. There was also a lot of bickering and need for creative tool usage I thought I would spare you. And after all of that I forgot to grab Puff, my stuffed dragon my grandmother has been holding hostage. The rest of the day was spent bickering with my mother.

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