I’m a Queen

For a very long time I have been sleeping on a twin bed. Since we have lived in Philadelphia I have slept on the same twin bed that I once slept on when I lived with my Grandparents as a tween. The very same bed that I have spent every birthday eve and Christmas eve snuggled in. It has been a delight to use the same Sesame Street sheet set that I have so lovingly used since the early 80′s and watch W talk to the characters the same way that I once did.

Part of my “next chapter” vision for myself has been to sleep in a larger bed. And not just a larger bed but a beautiful larger bed. A few years ago when I turned the page in an IKEA catalogue I saw my dream bed. Delicate and graceful. Feminine and beautiful. All of the things that I wish that I could be – maybe sleeping in such a bed would transform me.

So I dog-eared the page and kept the image of the bed in the vision board section of my brain. Someday, I thought. It wasn’t an expensive bed, it wasn’t over the top or beyond saving up for.

A few weeks ago I heard that this bed was not being restocked in many stores. Not wanting a repeat of my labyrinth rug missed moment (that resulted in an epic search for the rug that lasted years and years and years) I decided that it was time. I talked it over with Mom and we merged our funds and declared the bed my birthday/Christmas gift (oh you people with summer birthdays are so flipping lucky!).

Now I am a Queen.

The bed took entirely too long to assemble mostly because W was determined to help and he was overtired and I was cranky and feeling like it was all too much effort to be focused on me. I was useless to be honest. Do you guys ever get that way? When things are being done for you do you ever just want to run away because it all just feels overwhelming? No? I’m flawed.

After many hours and some furniture rearranging in my room my bed was ready. Dressed in a fluffy peppermint striped duvet it looks so positively perfect for me. Last night I slept great but I am weirdly sore in my back today – I suspect from the newness of it all.

new bed

Comments

  1. says

    I got a big girl bed about a year ago as well. I realized it was time when my kiddo outgrew his toddler bed, and he needed my twin bed. Oh the glamorous life of a single mom! Glad you got it, you certainly deserve it!

  2. says

    Gorgeous! Reminds me of my grandparents’ old iron bedstead — wonder what happened to that?

    When dh & I first got married, we were trying to decide — double or queen-sized bed? We had a small one-bedroom apartment & my mother urged us to buy the double — not only cheaper but smaller & would no doubt fit better in a small apartment. Well, we had plenty of room in our bedroom for a queen. Not only that, when I got home at Christmastime, my mom had bought herself a new bed too. Queen, of course. (They spent the first 25 years of their marriage on a double mattress.) I never let her live that one down. ; ) We finally bought a queen five years later when we moved into our house. The double is now the spare bedroom bed. (Which mom gets to use when she comes to visit, lol.)

  3. manannie oakley says

    Your bed is lovely!! And the duvet makes me think of you! Hah – funny that huh? I realized about a month ago how much I really really want a new bed set. A new bed would be lovely but out of the question right now, no what I want is a new sheet set and duvet or comforter and bed shams… yes that’s right I said it… bed shams. We have had the same set since I put it on layaway at TJ Max in July after we got married. That puts our bedset at just having celebrated it’s 11th birthday… mmmhmmm. Back when we were newlyweds, the red velvet coverlet just seemed so romantic, mysterious and other century-ish. Now it just feels heavy and dated – I often look at Pottery Barn and get all quivery. I am now fully guilty of coveting your bed.
    Oh and in answer to your question about shutting down, my response is absofreakinglutely. I was practically in full shut down mode this afternoon until my husband did the dishes and my meeting at the school board was canceled… now am breathing and about to enjoy child’s bedtime and then a beer. Yes indeed. Love you!

  4. says

    fit for a queen, for sure!
    love the new bed!

    (and i get totally overwhelmed when people try to help/do things for me – we can be flawed together)

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