Thursday, 27 June 2013
I will bet any one of you (and I am definitely not a gambling man) that not a single Blogger in the world did what I did this afternoon. I hope that I never have to be assessed for my mental stability because I'm pretty sure that even the most broad-minded and experienced psychiatrists would begin to have their doubts if they were to discover my secret. Of course whilst it's a secret at the moment (simply because no one knows what I've done) by the time the first person has read this post it will no longer be one.
I fitted my bed with skis.
Why? It had castors but they just dug into the carpet when I tried to pull it out from between the fixed bed-side cabinets. I put silicone sliders under the castors. They were unsightly and not particularly effective. Then I had the idea of skis. Fitting them was not the quick and simple solution I envisaged but an afternoon later they are on. Are they any better? Well they do spread the load of the bed on the carpet and I could move the bed very easily until I put the drawers back. Therein lies the problem. Each drawer when full is very hard to lift. Four of them added to the weight of the mattress ensures that a lot of effort is needed to move the bed. Hey ho. At least I tried. And it rained most of the day so I couldn't go out and play in the garden. Wotthehellarchiewotthehell.