it started really in July of 07. In the depths of heartache, i told the former husband we needed some space to figure stuff out and that i would move into the spare bedroom. The spare 'oom had no bed, but an old futon that was terribly uncomfortable. so much so, that i took the frame apart and slept on the futon mattress on the floor for a couple of months. and then, i moved out completely and slept on a friends futon... a little more comfortable but not great - until November. and then i moved to detroit, and got to sleep in a bed... a real live bed. It wasn't my bed and i long for my own things and my own place.
In like March of 08, i began sleeping in Southgate. and decided that i still needed my own place and my own bed. they were beds... but not MY bed.
and so in June, i officially got my very own apartment with a borrowed twin mattress that i got to sleep on the floor with. whoo! it wasn't much. but it was mine. and then the heavy traveling began with WLS... and i wasn't any place for longer than a couple days it seemed. my placee. his place. a hotel bed. until august of 08 when i got laid off. and then ....
october of 08 it was decided we move to alanta to help out with my sister. and we began sleeping on air mattress. at first it was an office with an air mattress in the middle of it. one that required being picked up everyday and everynight put back together. a pain in the @$$ and not really comfortable.
After christmas we finally rearranged our room and had a "bed space" that didn't require that we pick up our air mattress every day and it was better. but still not exactly comfortable sleeping. but yesterday. sweet, sweet yesterday...we borrowed a truck from my mom's friend and got the bed out of storage. my bed. a queen bed.
it's been a rough ride of sleeping arrangements over almost a two year span. and while it's not my bed with my things... it's still a bed. and if you've ever spent 4 months on an air mattress, you would know that it's a monumental feet of wonderfulness to have a bed. a real bed. i'm sitting on it blogging now. cuz i don't want to leave it's heavenly place.
it's a good day.
Saturday, February 7, 2009
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It's as much your bed as it is my bed now. Like Bob Marley said, "We'll share the shelter of my single bed;
We'll share the same room, yeah! - let Jah provide the bread."
Yay for beds!
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