I did the ultimate form of self-care today: I made up my loft! I've MISSED that bed so, so much for about a year now. It was December of last year that I needed to disassemble it, pack it away, and move to Talladega. It stayed in storage in the basement the whole time we were there and then in storage in our garage here for a while after we moved because we had bigger settling-in priorities.
It's been built for a while now, but I didn't have a mattress until around my birthday last month. I've wanted to make it up and go up there so many times but between the job search, unpacking, doctors appointments, cleaning, skating, and low-energy days it just wasn't able to happen until now.
I am so excited. This bed / desk / pull-out floor bed / drawers combo is part of my very essence. It is my Nest. I bought it from a guy on CraigsList in GA when I lived in AL in my first home. Then when I moved in with Shaun it went in my bedroom there. Then it traveled to Talladega and from there, New Mexico!
Shaun hates moving my Nest because it has to be disassembled every time we move it and then put back together (kind of like a jigsaw puzzle). It doesn't help that I'm stupid protective of it, either. 😂😂😂 I just can't help it. I don't know what to say besides this is the thing that makes a home for me. I'm really grateful that our bedroom here has room for it, plus room for the king-size bed we share.
And before y'all think I'm TOO ridiculous, know that Shaun ALSO has a loft with a desk in his Cave downstairs. If I'm a little weird, well - he's definitely my match. We're both just 39-year-old kids living our best lives. 😊😊😊
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My Nest made up with the comforter my mom made me. |
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Pic from the side. Y'all don't get to see my messy desk. Avert your eyes and quit trying. 😂 |