The new bed came today. It was supposed to arrive between 10am and 2pm so Mark thought he'd get a good early start on pulling the old bed to bits ready to have it out of the way so the new bed can go in. This was around 8.30 - 9am
It's not quite worked out that way so far.... as it is now 8pm and we still don't have the new bed up, even though it arrived at an excpetionally early 8.55am.
My dear husband doesn't just chuck stuff out. I would have just skipped it or tipped it. People like me are the reason why we have landfill issues. He hasn't just separated the two halves of the divan, he has removed all the fabric, salvaged all the wood, and and spent most of the afternoon pulling the springs and other metally bits off what is left. There are neat(ish) piles of foam, boxes and bags of springs, and a stack of beams. He's still going.
I think the beams will become parts of shelving at some point. I was offered the foam if I could think of anything to do with it. I can't. The rest I think will be going to the tip and disposed of in the correct recycling area. I'm very proud of my Green husband.
But there is just one thing that's bothering me. In 2 hours time I'm really going to be wanting to go to bed. The old bed is still not fully down, or removed, and the new bed is still sat in it's boxes in the livingroom.
I think we might be sleeping on the old mattress at this rate! Either that or he'll be working through the night while I kip on the sofa!