In the dog house.

Well not really but it still sucked. Go to crawl into bed after the raid around 2:30 and as soon as I lay down BAM! The blam!ing box spring popped off the rail and my side of the bed hits the deck. I'm on the floor and the wife is now rolling down the bed, covers and all, joining me with a thud. Spend the next hour trying to fix the damn thing.... She was laughing towards the end of it all. The oldest ended up being tardy to school this morning and half way to work I said screw it and turned around for home.