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... doesn't mean that it's going to be easy to take apart. A little over three decades ago I bolted a few pieces of maple lumber together with 1/4" machine screws to make a frame for a pair of triple-folded foam cushions. When the foam disintegrated after some 20 years I added a back and bottom of maple plywood, and some 6" legs to raise it to a more comfortable height for a now-very-arthritic Colleen.
It's taken me some three-and-a-half hours to take it apart into manageable pieces. If seven-foot-long chunks of hardwood can be considered manageable. The cushions are now in the sewing room/guest room, waiting for enough floor space to lay them down and turn them into a bed. Since there are now only two cushions and not three, the resulting bed will be a few inches narrower than queen-sized, but longer.
There is cyclobenzaprine in my near future. Um... no there isn't.
It's a tricyclic antidepressant and shouldn't be
mixed with an SSRI. Grumble. And a hot bath. Definitely a hot
bath.