It's going to be scary... what is under our bed.
Gary and I had to buy a new mattress and box spring. Well, I shouldn't say we had to... we elected to. Anyway, we currently have a queen size bed and have had that for about 15 years. When we graduated from the full size (where each of us had the equivalent of a crib sized mattress to sleep on), the queen bed was perfect. The comfort level of the queen hasn't changed it's the size. Or maybe it's OUR size that has changed too much and it now seems to be cramped. On vacation we slept in a king size and both of us commented everyday how well we slept. Gary is always getting up in the night to pee, which he still did, but I didn't wake up when he did so. Ah.... it was heaven!
So, on Tuesday we will be the proud new owners of a Serta Perfect Night King with a pillow top. The only drawback to this is I have to clean my bedroom before then....including the horrors that reside under it and around it. I'm a good one for reading magazines in bed, then tossing them on the floor when I'm done. I think there are some from 1997 there... seriously! Our bedroom is a total mess. We don't use bureaus, we use open shelves which are piled with clothes we don't wear. The ones we do wear are in laundry baskets. How embarrassing to admit that we live out of a laundry baskets. What kind of example am I setting for my daughter? She has a beautiful new dresser in her room that I did put all her clothes in when in was new. As she wore the clothes, I never put them back in. She lives out of a basket too.
Under the bed is another story in itself. I don't know what's there but I know it's dusty and at least 10 years old. Seriously, I've never cleaned under the bed in our bedroom. I'm not a bad housekeeper really.... and I really do like my house to be clean...and it usually is...except for my bedroom. If you walked through my house, you'd probably say to yourself "Here's a woman who cares what her home looks like". However, if you opened the bedroom door and looked in, you'd be horrified that those same people used that room. For some reason it doesn't bother me. Dust in the diningroom bothers me but that same amount of dust on my nightstand is no big deal. Maybe my bedroom is the only room I truly am myself in? The rest of the house is for 'show' and this room is mine?
I am envious of those who have a perfect bedroom. A beautiful, plump bed with matching comforter, shams and bedskirt, coordinating curtains and nice artwork and knick knacks artfully placed around the room. No sign of clothing once worn, to be worn, almost worn and will never wear thrown around the room. Nightstand free of clutter except for a clock, phone and lamp and maybe the current night's reading book. Ok internet readers, I promise to try and clean my bedroom before Tuesday. Then in 2015 I promise to clean it again!