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19 years after I got my wish and evicted the doublebed that was taking up far more than it's far share of my teenaged bedroom, I've come full circle on the subject of beds. To whit: I want a big girl bed!
*pout* and *whine*
I can no longer remember why I wanted to get rid of my doublebed. I expect that it was a case of the sheets always being greener (cleaner?) on the other bed - I'd always had a double bed and there seemed to be a simplicity to a twin bed that appealed. Now I just think I was fifteen and frickin' crazy.
I suppose I could try and pry my old double bed out of my parents but I think after almost 20 years, they consider it theirs. And I'm painfully broke so actually buying one will have to wait a little longer.
I am pretty sure, however, that I can afford to buy a new bookcase, coat rack for the front hall and end table this weekend (further increasing the representation of Ikea furniture in my life), and I can reorganize my life that necessary little bit. This will make me happy. Also, I will buy some paint and paint my end tables to reduce the variety of wood tones in my living room, which will also make me happy. Or I can look for furniture that doesn't come from Ikea and buy an end table. Maybe.
Sometimes cheap is good.
*pout* and *whine*
I can no longer remember why I wanted to get rid of my doublebed. I expect that it was a case of the sheets always being greener (cleaner?) on the other bed - I'd always had a double bed and there seemed to be a simplicity to a twin bed that appealed. Now I just think I was fifteen and frickin' crazy.
I suppose I could try and pry my old double bed out of my parents but I think after almost 20 years, they consider it theirs. And I'm painfully broke so actually buying one will have to wait a little longer.
I am pretty sure, however, that I can afford to buy a new bookcase, coat rack for the front hall and end table this weekend (further increasing the representation of Ikea furniture in my life), and I can reorganize my life that necessary little bit. This will make me happy. Also, I will buy some paint and paint my end tables to reduce the variety of wood tones in my living room, which will also make me happy. Or I can look for furniture that doesn't come from Ikea and buy an end table. Maybe.
Sometimes cheap is good.
