Our old bed still looked okay, but if you just walked by (a slight exaggeration) it squeaked. We have had it for about 42 years, and it has moved from place to place with us, many many moves. This is our new bed. Due to my mother's not being able to be left alone, we bought it sight unseen, except for a picture on the furniture companies web site. I guess it's not too much of a surprise, that due to inflation we paid twice as much just for the bed, as we did for the whole bedroom set 42 years ago. It just so happened that it ended up being delivered on my birthday, so I got my new bed, and we had supper with one of my grandsons and my daughter and her boyfriend, so mostly it was a good day, except my husband has been in a bad mood all day, so that kind of put a damper on things. This was just the bed, we kept the same mattress and boxsprings, but in about a week, I have a headboard, frame, and mattress and boxspring coming for my sewing room. We gave my daughter the one we had when we got my mother's hospital bed. That one is supposed to be delivered the day before Mother's day, so I guess this is the year of the beds.