The Story of the Hammock, the Bed, and the Process (Part 1)

One day, Jillian bought a hammock whilst visiting a friend in Maine. "This hammock," thought she, "would make an excellent addition to the residence in which I currently abide." However, a problem soon became readily apparent. How could it be suspended? The reigning authority forbade anything from marring the walls or ceiling, so this method of levitation was impossible. At last, she came upon a most brilliant idea. "If I could have a different type of sleeping arrangement, I could hang the hammock underneath!" Thus, a plan was created. A different bed was available if she was willing to transport it from one distant point of the hallway to the furthest possible point at the other end. Because of the incessant lure of the fantastical hammock idea, she was prepared to make the attempt. At last, an opportunity arose. The other room was unlocked; all she had to do was figure out how to move the bed. With much fortitude and a small bit of perspiration, she and a comrade began the migration with bed number one. It was successfully transported to the distant point, but a dilemma occurred! Bed number two became ensnared between the two posts of the doorframe. Nevertheless, this dilemma could be easily resolved with the aid of a wrench. Because of a lack of time, the project had to be postponed, because a wrench could only be found within the depths of her car trunk. Thus, this story remains to be continued...