Man vs. Wild

It snowed yesterday. :) Cameron and I also bought a bed yesterday. It was all very exciting. We found a king bed, headboard, frame and footboard, box spring and a super nice Serta mattress all for $300. We borrowed Cam's roommate's truck and headed up to Salt Lake after class to have a look at this awesome deal. The bed was beautiful and we bought it. The guys loaded it up in the back of the truck and we stopped for dinner at KFC. We had covered the bed with blankets to keep the moisture off of it and started driving back to my aunt's house in Spanish Fork, who's keeping it for us until Dec. 1st when we can start moving stuff into our new apartment. Cameron doesn't drive big cars very often and the snow was getting really bad. There was also some pretty bad construction going on on the I-80 which didn't help my nerves at all. All of a sudden some cones appeared on the road and forced us to exit. I was making fun of Cameron again because the on ramp was also closed to get back on the freeway and there was no detour in sight when Cameron says, "Kristin, where's the mattress?" The entire bed was pretty snug in the back of that truck and it was ridiculously heavy so we didn't bother tying it down. (yes, we now realize that was possibly the most idiotic thing we could have ever thought). So-now our mattress is off causing mayhem on the I-80 somewhere. We are now bedless, and the snow is as bad as ever. We turned around and headed on side streets back to where we began. Cameron's sense of direction honestly impressed me. I was so turned around, but he navigated those neighborhoods and speed bumps like nobody's business. :) (my sense of direction has never been good though...my dad calls me a goose who wakes up in a new world every day...if the Y wasn't on the mountain I'd get lost going to class...) We checked the gas station, the on ramp, the shoulder of the freeway, said a prayer and an hour and ten minutes later found the mattress on the shoulder of I-80 with only a few bumps and bruises. It was sopping wet and looked incredibly dejected out there on the shoulder, but did we press on and get it back in the truck? yes we did! We were laughing SO hard. We pulled off at the next exit so Cameron could be an eagle scout and tie it down. :) In Cameron's defense, he wanted to buy a couple straps to make sure nothing fell out but I was stubborn and said they were a waste of money.

Here's Cameron tying the bed back into the truck. :) in the snow. and cold. :)

Thus began the 40mph trek to Spanish Fork. We could FEEL the judgmental thoughts from the cars around us. We're in this huge truck in a snowstorm with an uncovered bed in the back (the blanket was lost in the previous mishap) going 40 mph (sometimes slower depending on the incline) on the freeway. And here is why I love Cameron Call. Out of nowhere he starts singing: "Don't cry for me, little mattress! The truth is we never left you!" :) LOL.

We unloaded the whole thing at my aunt Carrie's house. (bless her a million times over). And the sopping wet mattress wouldn't fit down her stairs, so it's now drying out in my living room, behind my tv. We went to exchange cars with Cam's roommate Alan and told him the whole story. He laughs and says, guys-there were straps in the back seat. :) Awesome.

We're never getting rid of that mattress.