Bedroom Disappointment

 Bedroom disappointment. No, not that. It's not what you're thinking, this is not that kind of a blog.

The house construction is coming along, walls are up, sheetrock installed and painted in a variety of colors to keep things interesting, even in the bedroom. But what is a bedroom without a bed? Just a room, I guess is the answer.

And that is just about all I got when it comes to my master bedroom, a room without a bed. Sue was scheduled to come up to see me and the place at the end of July, 2023. Having not seen my wife for several months, was eager to have a brand new bed in our master suite to entertain her. Nothing is easy on the Pilchuck when it comes to putting this house together.

I had searched online for many weeks looking for a bed the fits my fancy. I wanted a natural wood headboard, preferably a foot board, I was looking for an arched headboard to complement the lofted ceiling in the master BR and the wife wanted a headboard that one could sit up in bed and lean one's back against it. More difficult to find all of those criteria than I first thought.

I found what I thought would be a nice fit and ordered it. It was scheduled to arrive a few days after Sue arrived. That's fine, we can build our bed together and break it in together, how sweet. An email arrives letting me know that the delivery will be delayed. How disappointing. But we do have other beds in the two guest rooms, up and down stairs, ready to go. 

Of course, I need a queen mattress to go onto my delayed bedframe. Very difficult to know what you are going to get when ordering a mattress online; some reviews are superb, others complain of shoddy workmanship and spinal destruction. What to believe? I pay my money and take my chances on a hybrid mattress.

The mattress is delivered in a manageable box and I haul it single-handedly into the master suite sans bedframe. It's a start. I unbox and unbind the compressed-for-delivery mattress and watch it grow into a queen before my very eyes. Rather amazing.

I let the mattress sit on the floor, while I continue to use the bed in the adjoining guest room.

My wife and my daughter and her boyfriend, Sean, come for a visit and leave before my long delayed bedframe shows up.

I get an email from the furniture company with some bureaucratic-speak, saying that my shipment has been lost. Nothing comes easy for this house. My guests are gone and I'm notified that my bed and headboard are on their way. My heart sinks when the boxes arrives; I was told to expect three boxes, I get two.

I immediately realize how this bed got lost - it was buried under a shipment of anvils. The boxes were gouged and beat to heck. I tell the delivery driver, "Whoa, don't leave until I inspect what you just dropped off, because I have a bad feeling about this."

                       

Bad feeling confirmed. I refused to accept delivery.
        

The furniture company saw the photos of the damaged merchandise which I had texted to them and said they would send me another bed. What about the missing third box? I asked. 

"Oh, I'm sure you have everything there in two boxes." I check. No, I don't have any cross rails to assemble the bed, even if it wasn't damaged. 

I call back, "I'm missing pieces."

"No problem. Those kind of items are quickly replaced. We'll have them out to you in 48 hours."

A new bed comes in the next couple of weeks, but still no cross rails for assembly. Those 'quick to ship' pieces take about three weeks to get here.

Two months after I ordered the bed so I could entertain soon to arrive guests, I finally have a bed and mattress for the master bedroom. But nobody to share it with. And so it has been my solo lonely bed ever since for over half a year and counting.

Sweet dreams!

At last. A bed in the bedroom.