dormir

This was the bed I got a year ago December in my little studio apartment. I wanted a twin because I wanted it to look more sofa-like since it was in my living room. Or maybe I should say my living room was in my bedroom. Anyway, you get the picture.

It was the mattress from a trundle bed, and at first it was just sitting on the floor. It wasn't comfortable for very long, and pretty soon I was hoping to get my hands on a box springs support to both lift it off the floor and to make my back stop aching. I did get a box springs, but it was 2nd hand, and ancient, and was only comfy for about a month. I knew a new bed would be pricey, but I figured I could tough it out since I was moving to the UK in December, right? Wrong.

So here I am in March, having been almost three months in my nice new apartment with a lovely bedroom that is completely apart from my living room, and my puny bed takes up only about a 7th of my bedroom. It hurts my back so much that I've taken to sleeping on my sofa bed. Now that's bad. I was thinking I wouldn't be able to buy a new bed for a couple more months (they're a bit spendy!), but two days ago I saw a paper on the corkboard in our lunchroom saying one of the management at my company is selling an approximately one-year-old queen size bed she bought for her guest room and doesn't need now that she'll have a roommate. She's selling it for about a third of what I could get it for new. So I'm snatching up! Goodbye painful little bed...hello good night's sleep.