It's done it's job by giving you a place to sleep or keeping your butt off the floor. It enjoyed good times (and bad) with your family. And, when it's reach the end of it's life, it's discarded like garbage. Literally.
I threw out our regular garbage yesterday and a discarded box spring, mattress, and one kitchen chair was waiting next to the dumpster. A quiet ending for some neighbor's furniture.
I quietly hummed "Taps" while taking a photo.
|Box spring, mattress and chair next to a dumpster at Ridgepointe|
I wonder how much sex was performed on that bed... and chair.