First, thanks to B from The Opposite of That for giving me the Overlord Award! She’s great and I love power so it’s super appreciated.
Secondly, guess what guess what?!? I GOT A NEW BED!!! What, that’s not exciting to you? Well, remember the time I drunk blogged about my crappy bed and drew pictures about how uncomfortable (and LOUD) it was? Well, I did. And now I have a new one!!!
It’s a QUEEN, everyone. Which actually fits nicely into my overlord award:
I got it on crazy clearance, because a store near me was trying to unload their inventory before they closed for renovations. The only downside is that it’s a dual bed, so half is very plush and the other half is firm (you can feel like a dip in the middle). It works for me, because I always sleep on one side of the bed, and I wanted something very soft and cozy.
|Like snoozing on a cloud...|
I HOPE Boyfriend likes it, because the side he’s stuck on is a bit firmer (though there’s a pillowtop thing on the whole bed). Our conversation before it got delivered went something like this:
Me: (for the hundredth time) I hope you like it
Boyfriend: It’s more important that YOU like it. It’s YOUR bed.
Me: But I know I’ll like my side. I hope you like yours.
Boyfriend: I’m sure it’ll be good
Me: I mean it’s kind of firm but you don’t like things too plushy
Boyfriend: It’ll have to be better than what you have now
Me: You’ll probably like it…
Boyfriend: I’m sure I’ll like it
Me: Even if you don’t like it, will you pretend that you like it?
Boyfriend: Absolutely. I’m definitely going to tell you I like it. I’m not an idiot.
Me: But you think you’ll really like it f’reals, though, right?
Boyfriend: I. Will. Like. It.
Anyway, then it got delivered and he SAID he liked it, but I’m not so sure.
|Can I get a lie detector for this?|
I like it. Except for the fact that I’ve had neck/back pains for a few days. Buuut, I’m just hoping my back is adjusting to actually having a nice bed and that’ll go away soon. Or something.
Anyway this is the old bed:
And here’s the new one:
At least Boyfriend’s feet no longer hang over the edge.