Well, I did warn you in the title.
Readers, my mother is visiting. For 10 days. I love my mother a lot (the one with the silly IM conversations). Within 6 hours of her arrival I was annoyed at her. My own fault, really.
It’s cold and it’s winter and that makes me crave fancy beds that would, psychologically, help keep me warm. Like, an old-fashioned bed 4-poster with heavy curtains to keep in the heat. Or this, I WANT THIS BED:
(of course, we’ll need some hefty donations to make this work… oh well. Any beneficent blog reader donors out there?)
I don’t even need the $14000 version! In fact, I think I like the $3k version better.
My mother makes me want to whine in ways that I realize are irrational. Fortunately for sanity, she goes to bed very early. Also, she thinks that sitting around reading books is a great vacation. Hooray! A trip to the used book store is planned.
Must. Breathe. And drown sorrows in food! Happy season of overconsumption, all.