Big Girl Bed

So, I have spent an obscene amount of time in my adult life sleeping on a twin bed. It hasn't been a major issue in my life... Well, it was when Jasper was still alive because he had some sense of entitlement, and no matter how grey hound-ish he looked a grown woman and a yellow lab do not easily fit in a twin bed. Let me just tell you. For three years we did. So there's that.

My point is this, the pile above is on my bed (my big girl bed, that I got from Noel and Amy when they left.) It's 7 books, 5 journals, the second season of Eli Stone (thanks to David) my IPod is tucked under there somewhere, we've got a couple different translations of the bible, and somewhere in the neighborhood of eleventy billion pillows. The truth is, at the end of the day I get the sense that I build that wall over there because I don't know what to do with all the space.

In realty - 60% of the time I shove the pillows off the bed and the books are nowhere near the bed, but even on those nights I sleep on my little strip of bed and the rest goes totally and completely undisturbed.

I know, it's strange. But if you can't blog about this stuff, what's a blog worth?