Your "embedded" reporter

Just took delivery of my first new bed in 18 years and it took all my willpower NOT to stay home [I'd had to leave work to meet the delivery guys back at the apartment -- I'd only been at work for an hour, and that entire hour had been spent in our daily "five-minute huddle" because The Boss and one of the programmers were going 'round and 'round about a subject that none of the rest of us (a) understood or (b) had ANY interest in] to test it!! The new mattress is about 6 inches higher than the old one, so I may need a stepladder to get on it; and the DCs ["darn" cats] are going to have to figure out how high to jump! Well, at least The Stink will ... Rabies already has figured out that her 20-lb. self needs to use the trunk at the foot of the bed [which is covered with a duvet that needs to go to the laundromat, but hasn't yet] to make a pit-stop on the way to the bed. That way she doesn't get all worn out and sweaty or something.