Bedlam

Okay, so I was a bit to eager about the techno freaks moving. Perhaps it was a techno freak friend visiting them as a halfway point during a move. I'll never know...but the sight of the big yellow moving truck being gone and the poor puppy yelping outside was a big clue that they are still there; that and the damn porch light and shines in my eyes while I'm trying to sleep. I have shades up, but whenever Becks, the Terrorist, decides to peek out the window, he moves them aside and I get blinded.

But, I love my bed. I love sleeping in my bed. I lived in Japan for 3 years and slept in a single futon on the floor and vowed that upon returning to America, I would buy the biggest, highest bed I could possibly find. This is how I have ended up with a king size bed. I remember my brother and flaky friend going with me to purchase said bed. My brother kept insisting I did not need a king sized bed. I didn't care, it was my money and I was buying it. It is blissful.

On top of the pillow top mattress, I now have a feather bed with a mattress pad on top of that (who wants feathers stabbing them while trying to sleep?). I have 7 pillows - all down as well as a down comforter. My bed is my safe haven. I love it. But recently I've come to the conclusion that it is too small. That's right, too small.

My bedroom is maybe 12 x 10 or something so my bed barely fits. I've thought about moving the bed around so that I wouldn't have the damn porch light in my eyes, but if I move the bed then I lose access to both windows in the room instead of just one because I would have to put my bedside table in front of the other window and then the Terrorist, would just knock everything off the table in order to look out the window and chatter at nothing.

The bed is too small because I have two cats that like to sleep with me. It is also too small because I have a weird habit of sleeping in an "L" shape or even sleeping sideways across the bed. The sideways sleeping makes me think I should have gone for the California King...which I did toy with for about 15 minutes before making my purchase but both my brother and flaky friend said I was insane.

Now when I travel and I get stuck in a room with 2 queen beds or (gasp) even 2 double beds, I can't stand it! I feel claustrophobic, trapped! There aren't nearly enough pillows and even if there were, where the hell would I put them as they would clearly fall off the too small bed.

My furnace decided to finally bite the big one on Saturday and the crappy service that I have doesn't do weekend calls (did not know that when I purchased said service and will not be purchasing new furnace from said company this summer). So I was torn between sleeping in what had become an igloo, my bedroom, but it contained my amazing bed that I love or sleeping in the room that is an addition, now my study, that has it's own furnace (very small that only heats that room) on a twin futon on the floor. How could I possibly leave my bed? My alternative was to put on the warmest sweater that I own with a hood, fleece pants and fleece socks. I may have woken up with snot-cicles, but I happily slept in my bed.

Thank you God as they finally found the part to fix my furnace today, otherwise they would have had to next day air it and guess who was going to pay for that? As tonight we are getting another blessed snow storm, I was not looking forward to going through the dilemma of where to sleep again. But now I'm worried...when I was recruiting two weeks ago, we lost power and heat. Now I've lost heat in my house...I believe that bad luck comes in 3s. I was speaking with a colleague about both issues randomly and she freaking JINXED me by saying, you should be careful with your car!!!!

So, I carefully backed Suzy into the garage this afternoon and have faith that she won't let me down. And now, I'm for bed...for my blessedly large, yet not large enough bed.