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Hilda the bed and so on

As part of the Great Home Improvement Project of 2011, as I've mentioned, we decided to move our bed into Son's room and buy a new one.

Have you ever bought a new bed? If so, you realize that the decision..is one which must fit for a long long time. Our first bed we inherited from my Mom, over 23 years ago,  and it was kind of a special platform bed made from beautiful cherry wood but which sat on a makeshift platform. So part of it was gorgeous and the rest was kinda not so gorgeous, really. But we had other concerns as we were raising our family, and certainly other outlets for money, so we kept it.

A long time.

But then Son grew and grew and grew and really needed a bigger than a twin bed, so we gave it to him. And he had tons of room to stretch out, at last, and all was well.

The bed we bought then was from Tema, was a modern metal platform thing in a cool anodized graphite color, and it lasted us for a long time, too.

For some reason, shopping for a bed this time? Took lots of thought and work and an entire afternoon visiting store after store and considering all of our options. And continuing to mull over during a dinner of Indian food. Curry and saga seem to help with decision making, for some reason.

In the end, we chose another one from Tema. Go figure. This time, it's wood. And we affectionately refer to it as the elephant bed. It has kind of big feet, but that seems to be part of its appeal for us. We both agreed on it, which was a minor miracle at our over stimulated point at the end of a very long day of furniture shopping.

Hilda the Elephant Bed

Welcome, Hilda. And may you be a part of our home for many years to come.

And Daughter has arrived for Spring Break. Yesterday was her birthday, so we spent time celebrating. Lunch, girly afternoon, nice dinner last night. And tonight we're having a family dinner to celebrate.

She was shocked at the changes in the house. She'd known we were doing our thing without sharing details, because we seem to like surprises in this family, but she was a little overwhelmed by it all.

She'll be ok, but it turns out that change is hard for all of us, no matter how young we are.

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