In my last post we continued the saga of Destructodog (aka Ferris), and his newly recruited partner in crime, the ever innocent Henry. I recounted, complete with photos, their deconstruction of yet another futon mattress (that’s 2 total).
Because this was Henry’s first foray to the dark side, and considering there was yet a third damaged, but still functioning mattress yet to be completely dismembered, I thought perhaps it might be a good idea to take away further temptation. This morning I dragged both the seriously damaged mattress, and the not so damaged mattress out into the garage to await my further plans for their demise. That makes a grand total of 3 futon mattress corpses now in my already crowded garage (more to come on that topic).
This created a problem. I needed something to put on the futon frames in place of the mattresses. The solution needed to be something flat, yet sturdy, to put over the wire mesh that I could then cover with blankets, pillows, and dog beds.
This may seem a bit off topic, but my family and close friends know that I rarely leave my home, by choice. It isn’t that I have a phobia about leaving, I can and do go out and about when needed, I just prefer to be at home.
I’ve always been a homebody, and thanks to the internet, I have taken complete advantage of on-line services. I use Chewy (for pet supplies), Amazon (for everything else), and PeaPod (a local grocery delivery service). It’s awesome! I can stay home with the beasts, write, work on my various art projects, watch Netflix, serf the internet, and talk on the phone. Anything and everything I want is delivered to my door. What more could a woman ask for? Ummm…NOTHING! I realize this is just my humble opinion, but I have embraced and love my hermitude! Yeah, not a word, but I like it so I’m keeping it.
One down side to my different, (but totally AWSOME) lifestyle, is that over time I have accumulated TONS of cardboard boxes from all of the deliveries. I do break them down and put them out on recycling day, but I can’t put out cardboard larger than 2′ x 2′ and the process of breaking the bigger boxes down into the proper size gets a bit tedious. The result is a seemingly ever growing pile of boxes that takes up almost half of my garage at this point. I have fondly started referring to it as Box Mountain.
I work on breaking down Box Mountain in my free time (hahahahaha). I should also mention that living in the Midwest means that there aren’t a lot of days where it isn’t either too hot or too cold to be out in my garage for extended periods. When the weather is nice, who wants to be stuck in the garage working on breaking down cardboard?? See my dilemma??
HEY! I’ll use some of the flattened cardboard on the futons!!!!!!!!!! If the dogs destroy it, I can just put it out for recycling because they’ll have torn it into small enough chunks for me.
Viola!!! Problem solved…for now anyway.