catch you on the flipside

so there i was, sitting on my bed talking to Brent. he was complaining that there was a spring poking him and i replied apathetically that my mattress sucks. one of the springs has even worn a hole through the fabric. but, alas, i was not in a position to buy a mattress [partly due to stubborness in that i had paid for that mattress and planned to use it to the last bit], so i sat there cursing IKEA for selling me a crappy mattress [even worse than i had been expecting, i knew it was a mattress meant for a futon, but at the time twas all i could get].

 

then an idea dawned on me. why not just flip the mattress? get some good use out of that side. for i was sick of falling asleep with a spring poking me in the back. and sick of hearing people tell me to just go buy a new mattress. but then, what did my eyes behold?! the "underside" of the mattress… was padded. then came a string of curses, then a rush of relief for i had just about cracked, i was going to go check out some new mattresses today. so i saved my ass on that one.

 

6 going onto 7 months… i slept on the wrong side of the mattress. the non-padded side. the side where you could feel the springs. and only NOW, due to random mattress flipping due to a spring pushing not just me, but also Brent, over the edge. i might actually get a decent night’s sleep tonight and not wake up in pain. henceforth i will get to sleep in the middle of the mattress, as opposed to leaning to one side to avoid springs [that side just recently got "infected" with pokey springs too].

 

but its not all hunky-dorey. there is still a small tear worn into the padding. but i don’t really care.

 

 

and still: DAMN YOU IKEA!! WHY DIDN’T THE MATTRESS COME WITH A "THIS SIDE UP" LABEL?!? allen keys my ass.

 

AAAHHH!! fresh air!!!

so yesterday, for some really unGodly reason, Mike executed a massive search of the house for air fresheners. air fresheners that he had bought in MARCH, keep in mind it is now JULY. that is 4 months in between!!!

so last night Mike cracks open the first package. the air freshener [one of those standing ones with a fan inside]… is in pieces. so i take over and after realizing that i am supposed to remove the cap, assemble the damn thing. but then i notice that my fingers are all slippery, and they smell of air freshener!! and i mean smell REALLY strong. so i go wash them and later as i am eating my stew, i can still smell it and borderline taste it. at this point the entire first floor of the house reeks to the high heavens of air freshener "fresh air". at some point i put my hand up to my face… and next thing i know, my throat is burning and i can smell even more "fresh air" which lead to an insane coughing/giggle fit, so i leaned over to see what Mike was doing on the laptop. he starts coughing on the wave of "fresh air" that just hit him. i go wash my hands in an attempt to subdue the smell. he says that the keyboard now smells of it too.

a day later and: the smell has spread upstairs, mostly in Alex’s room. and i write this: i can still smell it. none of us have yet to venture into the bathroom where the air freshener now resides. the reason this whole debacle happened in the first place? because Mike noticed that the little [guest?] bathroom was kind of stale. but as he later learned and pointed out: that air freshener is meant for an entire office building, not a tiny bathroom!