Friday

birthday bed

When my husband and I divided up a decade's worth of belongings -- basically everything either of us had owned since we met in college -- he took our bed. I really didn't want it.

And I've been sleeping on a mattress on the floor ever since.

But this weekend, for my birthday, my mother is bringing me my great grandmother's bed, and so for the first time in three years I will have a real, honest-to-goodness bed of my own, off the floor.

I'm psyched. It's about time.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Enjoy that bed!

Anonymous said...

How's the new bed working out?

Julie said...

It seems to be working out pretty well so far.

-Katie