Waterbed.

I used to have a waterbed. My brother was getting rid of his. A queen "waveless" waterbed, complete with headboard - the works. Somehow it got offered to me. I'd always wanted one, so I didn't turn him down. The only requirement was that I come pick it up. Now I understand why he was willing to give it to me.

Moving it was a giant hassle. First, we didn't have the means to totally empty it. No shop vac or anything. I don't even recall how we got most of the water out. Must have had something to do with buckets and lots of patience. Even when we got out as much as we could, that thing must have still weighed a couple hundred pounds.

Getting it down the stairs wasn't hard. Literally just piled up the water bag and just dumped it down the stairs. Unfortunately, I'd later go on to realize that this meant the anti-wav material inside would get all bunched and tangled up, and wouldn't ever really go back to the way it originally was. Once loaded into the car, it was a 20 minute drive and another flight of stairs back up to reach the final destination.

One frame assembly and a ton of hose time later, the bed was mine. My parents had had a waterbed, I had always been jealous. Now I finally had one. Complete with a giant lump in the middle where the wave material was all jumbled up. Still. It was a waterbed.