even *I* have my limits
I currently sleep in the basement…for the longest time, I didn’t mind…but now it’s SO cluttered and messy that *I* can’t stand it…it has become a kind of black hole–if ya put it in the basement, it just might disappear…the hammer, the sledgehammer–both have vanished…my iPod? vanished…it’s not all MY stuff, but most of it is…
the roomie has been talking about moving me into what has been the “sewing room”–I don’t think she’s ever used it for sewing…Years ago it was the spare bedroom; I slept in it a lot because I (allegedly) snore…We might be buying a twin bed today; she’s paying for it of course…I DO wonder if it’s wise for US to bring it home; Having it delivered will cost money and take longer, but the room is far from ready anyway…That’s how I’m spending this Monday off…the TO DO list may be short, but I just don’t feel like doing anything…
LATER–well, she got the bed; we’re just waiting for it to arrive…it’s supposed to come today…the room is as ready as it can be, all things considered…it’s way far from being finished, but theoretically I should be able to sleep there tonight…maybe…maybe not…
A BIT LATER–gonna sleep in my new bedroom tonight…a bit nervous about that…it IS nice to have a window I can open if I wanna…it’s quite a bit more firm than what I usually sleep on…but I’ll get used to that eventually…