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The Mattress Saga [Aug. 4th, 2006|09:45 pm]
Miss Von Trapp
[Location |work still]
[Mood |amusedamused]

My father is picking me up from work in ten minutes with my sister's old double mattress in the back of the car (or on the top - not sure).

He is dropping me home with it and swapping it for the knackered old mattress which folds in four(!!) to take it to the tip.

I have no idea where Mike is - not got phone on him. He was going to do the mattress-swapping job earlier today with Anton but they decided it wouldn't fit in the car.

I expect he's gone to Dave's birthday bash at Reef, where I am supposed to be going, but instead I have to spend the next half hour with my father struggling to shift a double mattress in and a double mattress out of my flat.

Ho hum.

This sort of absurdity seems to be quite common in my life...