I Love My Bed

As I mentioned recently, I am loathe to get out of it in the mornings. But it's more than just the fact that I never get enough sleep. It's a great mattress.

It's the first item I bought as an adult. I'd just gotten back from England and got a job in Dayton. I hadn't planned on moving out so soon; I didn't have any furniture, sheets, appliances—any of those little items that come in handy if you plan on living in anything other than a cardboard box.

I knew I wanted to get a queen-sized bed. No more twins for me; I was a working college graduate! I wanted an adult bed.

When Keith and my Dad and I went shopping for one, Keith managed to talk me up from the absolute cheapest one to this one. It's a no-flip mattress with a lovely pillow top. Understand that I spend as much time in bed as possible, so this was all very important. I handed over my credit card and arranged for delivery.

After the bed, I bought sheets, a futon, a microwave and a few other odds and ends. My credit card was maxed out before I even started work, so I stopped buying. The bed and the futon were not only my first pieces of furniture—they were my only pieces of furniture for several months.

Whenever I woke up in my new pillow-top, queen-sized bed, I would stretch out and remind myself that this lovely piece of heaven was all mine. And even though I share it with Keith now, I still enjoy snuggling into our wonderful bed and avoiding the rest of the world.