I am still in awe saying this: we have a bed frame. “So what?” you may ask, and I’d understand. Who doesn’t? But this is a monumental moment in our standard of living. We have, for the past 11 years, gone without, placing our box spring and mattress directly on the floor. Yep, that’s our entire marriage of our room looking like a college dorm, only worse because we didn’t even put the thing on a metal frame. Needless to say, I never liked spending time in our bedroom. It made me sad.
But before you go feeling too sorry for me, I’ll admit that we probably could have changed the situation a long time ago but didn’t. We held out for two reasons: 1) it wasn’t really a priority– we wanted to travel, buy a new computer, buy a Vitamix, etc. more than spruce up our functional, though ugly, room and 2) we didn’t want to have to move a real piece of furniture during our transient years.
Now that we know we’ll be here for at least 4 more years, we finally decided enough was enough and bought ourselves something that makes me smile when I peek inside the doorway.
In other furnishing news, Warren outgrew his race car toddler bed so we bought a bunk bed.
He is in heaven. Not only does he love sleeping on the top bunk, but the space underneath is big enough to make into a fort or hide away. It’s the most versatile piece we’ve ever purchased. It’s a train, a boat, a car, a plane, a store. And you thought they were just for sleeping. Silly.