If you’re familiar with the writer James Thurber, you will likely get the title. He wrote a story called ‘The Night the Bed Fell’.
Yesterday as Richie was just settling into the hammock while I was gone to buy sandals, down it came, Richie & all, crashing to the cement floor! Just the night before, as I was relaxing in this same hammock, I thought to myself, as I looked up at the rope chaffing on the corner of the cement wall in the wind, “hmmm I wonder how long it will be before that rubs right through and breaks?” Well, now I know the answer! Fortunately he only has some minor pain in the lower spine area from it. It could have been much worse!