i’ve been waiting for this day for quite some time. and you need to know more about it.
last year i moved to california. and it was mostly good. when i moved down, i had very little with me, as i’d left it all at home. i think that in my head, i saw it as a bit of an extended road trip. earlier that year, i’d spent three months travelling around california, and i think i’d expected it to be just like that. and so i spent the first month and a half in a sleeping bag on the floor.
thanks to the generosity of my roommates and a family at their church, they got an air mattress for me to borrow. and then i packed up and came home and suddenly a bed became important to me. i kept thinking that perhaps if i’d just taken the time to buy a bed, i’d have stayed longer. do you ever do that? put obstacles in your way because you know it’ll be good for you?
anyway, i didn’t do that. i toyed with the idea of a bed and then.. never did. i packed up and left.
i returned to this:
which is a bed, there is absolutely  no denying that. but after spending 8 months being painfully aware of the beds at ikea, suddenly it felt like it was not living up to its full bed potential, what with it just being a boxspring and mattress on a frame. so i weighed my options and spent forever looking at pinterest and thinking carefully, and i finally bought a bed.
and then i worked really hard and used the pink tools my dad got me for christmas and put it together all by myself. which, naturally, means that i sleep like a statue because i’m terrified the whole thing will fall apart. it is considerably taller, as well. once i had finished making the bed, i quietly remarked, “i guess this is the end of jumping on my bed…..” i’ve only recently discovered the childhood joy of jumping on your bed. but it’s worth it.
unfortunately, the big painted frame i’ve been agonizing over {what do i do with it? what do i do with it?} is going to have to be moved. but you know what? it’s worth it. because i am happy and i am finally – FINALLY, i say with a sigh of relief – feeling rooted. or like i am beginning to root. and the last time i was rooted anywhere was the spring of 2009. but here i am. and here i’ll stay. and i’ll be doing a lot of staying on this bed because i’m really excited about it.
As I was looking at this I was shocked because in my mind your room still looked like it did almost 10 years ago senior year of High school! When I put time in those terms… it has been a ridiculous amount of time!