I am so angry at myself right now. My husband and son have just sweated buckets constructing my son’s new bed. Puzzlingly, it wouldn’t fit in the space we had measured for it. Cutting to the point - I accidentally ordered a king size and not a double! 😱I did, however, order a double mattress 😂I really cannot understand how I managed it. I somehow even completely ignored the part on the confirmation order where it states ‘king’ (as did my husband). I’m usually so pedantic.
It’s up there with our forgotten holiday… After 12 hours of travelling, we got to our holiday cottage, only to find someone else in situ. Long story short, we’d turned up a week late!
Any stories to cheer me up?!