As I showed in my upstairs tour video, I have been sleeping comfortably on an air mattress for the past month or so. It has been a much-better bed substitute than I had thought it would be.
I just had to get accustomed to sleeping a few inches above the floor. Now I understand what people mean when they talk about rolling out of bed in the morning.
When told that I would be sleeping on an air mattress, I had envisioned something like this.
The air mattress was borrowed and I knew that sooner or later it would be reclaimed by its rightful owner, who is a member of the swim team. That time came today. She is going on a trip and needs to get it back.
Although we conversed on the telephone, I never did meet the owner. She sent another member of the swim team to do the repo work.
Having virtually no prior experience with an air mattress, I began an examination of the object in question. Looking underneath it, I discovered it had a cord and plug.
I plugged it into an electrical outlet. Then I found two buttons with labels that said inflate and deflate. Using my command of English language prefixes, I pushed the deflate button.
A sound akin to that of a jet engine erupted. A short time later I turned off the deflater. The air mattress still appeared to be full of air. Upon further review, I determined that is its natural state. It does not go flat.
I rolled it up and took it outside to surrender possession.
I told the repo swimmer that Adam had left his beer pong table for the swim team. We agreed that I would put it on our back patio and he and some others would return to get it on another day.
Tonight I am sleeping on the regular mattress that Hayley left behind when she moved to Washington. I don’t want to know why.
