Just exactly big enough

It occurred to me this afternoon that I’ve never actually owned a bed in my life.

Oh, I’ve owned a mattress. Probably several, over the years. I’ve slept in a bed or two that belonged to somebody else, one time for decades. But I have never actually possessed an actual bed that could actually be described as an actual piece of furniture. Headboard. Footboard. Needs paint or varnish or something from time to time. Not because I’m some poor tortured puppy, just because I used to move a lot.

But I’m done moving, if all goes well. And today…

bedroom furniture
Yeah, I know. It’s a kid’s bed. I’ll paint it a less girlish color before setting it up for real. And the size is actually perfect. If I’m sleeping alone, I can quite happily do so on a cot. A single mattress is luxury. The whole bedroom was designed around the dimensions of that piece of furniture. The only thing like it I’ve ever owned.

I brought it to the Lair and set it up so Landlady, Ian and Ian’s Mom could see my new shiny. And somebody suggested that I ought to run an electrical outlet to the closet wall behind the nightstand, just in case.

Good idea, I thought. And since in care packages* a couple of people sent me a whole bunch of Romex remainders…

… as soon as my guests left, I proceeded to do exactly that. 🙂

*Yes, a care package post is coming. I’ve got all the pics transferred to the ‘pooter, but it’s been a busy day and they take a while to write up.

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16 Responses to Just exactly big enough

  1. Kentucky says:

    Unless I miss my guess, that’s half of a pair of bunk beds. Bet’cha there’s holes in the bottom of the legs that match up perfectly with the little protrusions on the other end. Had a set like that when I was a kid. Kinda handy, actually . . . sleep on the “upper” in the winter and on the “lower” in the summer. And yes, they are frequently set up as twin beds given the required space.

  2. Joel says:

    Nope, definitely a stand-alone.

  3. Kentucky says:

    No holes in the bottom of the “short” end board legs?

  4. Joel says:

    Nope. I’m familiar with the beds you’re talking about, my little brother and I slept in one when we were kids. But nope – this was just a little girl’s* single bed, resurrected from decades in somebody’s basement.

    *or possibly a very gay little boy, NTTAWWT.

  5. Kentucky says:

    Better paint ’em camo with GI Joe stickers.


  6. Joel says:

    😀 That would be funny as hell.

    But no.

  7. Wonder says:

    If you paint it camo, nobody could see you sleep.

  8. M says:

    Drapery next? Maybe Gadsen Fabric trimmed with Snakeskin

  9. Joel says:

    I’m thinking desert digital.

  10. Zelda says:

    Joel you have the best blog readers anywhere. What a hoot. C’mon, paint the bed desert camo. What will happen the first time LB jumps on that bed with you in it? Pink curtains from the thrift store. So cheerful in winter. FOMCL

  11. Judy says:

    Zelda – I got some bunny-n-butterfly fabric in my stash we could personalize those pink curtains for him. ;>)

    In all seriousness Joel, you need be on the look-out for heavy curtains/drapes for your windows to keep the heat in, come winter time.

  12. Joel says:

    Yeah, got it. Plus people do occasionally look in the windows and I’m not used to having my bedroom at eye level.

  13. How is Little Bear going to fit in that tiny little bed with you?

  14. Joel says:

    He’s not.

    We had this discussion when he was a pup, and I never wavered. Beds are for people and smaller dogs. Big dogs get the whole floor.

  15. Kentucky says:

    Gotta wonder who would dare look in your windows . . . more than once.

    Seems like pretty bad desert etiquette, not to mention hazardous to one’s health.

  16. Joel says:

    I do have friends, who do occasionally wander by. Strangers would not be welcome near the Lair, but neighbors can visit if they want.

    Only, you know, that’s like months between, and I might be hanging around buck nekkid if it’s hot enough. So it pays to call ahead.

To the stake with the heretic!