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| alexandraa |
That's the bed not me, I'm still prone to squeaking when a cane/crop/whip is waved at me. New bed delivered and erected on Friday. Sighhhhhhhhhhhh, how absolutely delightful and delicious. I hadn't realised how conditioned I'd become to trying to move as little as possible while I slept. And inded how often the bed must have been waking me. I've had two amazingly blissful deep nights sleep AND without the usual beating/buggery/fuck fest sessions to bring that on. Not of course that lack of buggery/beating/fuck fests is anything to cheer about but all things come to she who waits, I find.
It was a kind of sad moment when I took the old bed down. It's been through a lot with me you know. I've had it probably 15 years, my Mum and Dad bought it for my ex husband and I as a Christmas present one year. It has a lot of memories associated with it including cat scratches from where my now long dead cats, who used to jump on and off it and walk along head and foot boards, tails helicoptering. It was completely knackered though I have to say. The joints where it all locks together were buggered to death. Can't think why……
Now it sits sadly in the car park awaiting council collection for the dump. Seems a real shame just to chuck it out like that, it's a beautiful piece of solid wood, including 8 solid pine mattress support boards. The kind of thing I'd have put in the garage years back as “likely to come in useful for something one day”. However I've tried giving it away, rang all the furniture charities in the area but they don't want to know. Too big apparently. And I don't want to sell it as it does need some work doing on it. So there we are, it's cast out. Lost and lonely in the rain and cold.
I keep hoping someone will just nick it before the council come for it but in the usual manner of these things there is now a growing collection of unwanted goods in my car park. It seems as soon as you leave something out there it's an invite to everyone in the neighbourhood to have a festival of dumping large unwanted household goods. A book shelf was the latest addition at some point during the night. What do people do? See that stuff has been left there and in the deep of the night creep out to add their own collection? It's daft. It's free for the council to come and take things away. Why carry them to my car park? Just ring the flipping council you fools.
And as for my new bed. Well I like it a lot. Solid heavy wood again, but no foot board as such this time and I have to say despite an imposing headboard it doesn't seem to dominate the room in quite the same way. I'm really glad I've changed it and really glad I have bought something that's mine all mine. Glad to say good bye to some of the reminders the other bed gave me too.
All that's left is getting a new mattress, but that can wait for few months I think. What with car trouble, new beds and a plethora of socialising my savings have not exactly been amassing, belt tightening and lack of spending called for, for a while now. But hey you only live once and I do have this tendency to do the “well I might die tomorrow” kind of living rather than the “save up for a rainy day” type. It always seems a good idea at the time, to have fun and spend money. Oh and drink alcohol…
Did you wonder why I hadn't blogged for a week? I was recovering from a hangover. (Well apart from the two bottles of wine and too much food with demii and evil twin caprycorn) I've been completely tired all week. Mmmm I know, it's a hard life. Last weekend was a bit of a weekend it has to be said, particularly Sunday. Was ridiculously huge fun at the time. Too much food, too much wine, too many shots, too much screaming, all in the company of gorgeous gay men and the lovely titaniaa, and is thankfully something that doesn't happen that often.
Phew. Now let me just check that bed again.....
Edited Sun 22 Oct 06, 9:59 AM by alexandraa
| 22 Oct 06, 11:17 AM alexandraa UK(NW), 8 yrs |
Oh update....... someone has taken my bed and an old rug I put out. How brill is that??? I'm mega chuffed it's not just going to the dump. Aww. I hope they have many big happy yet squeaky fucks in it. Be careful what you wish for Edited 22 Oct 06, 11:18 AM by alexandraa |
