Remember when I wrote about my bedroom getting a facelift? If you don’t, that’s okay. It was three years ago, so here’s a recap: my husband tore out the teeny closet and installed a bigger and better closet on the opposite side of the room, and then, a few months later, he build a freestanding wardrobe, too.
November 2021
We still weren’t done, though: I wanted a box with drawers for under our bed. Our bed has always been perched on the floor, an arrangement I actually prefer to a raised-up bed because, with the bed directly on the floor, I don’t have to clean under it and nothing can grab my feet. But we have always been ridiculously short on closet space (old house charm!), so I figured a bed on top of drawers would be the perfect solution.
My husband agreed, or so he said, but then nothing happened.
So for my birthday this year, I put “bed box” on my list (along with “patio” and “cheese cave” because —pro-tip — if you ask for something big, make sure you put several other big, BIG asks on the list because then it will make one of the big asks look more reasonable). And you know what? It worked! My older daughter mostly built the boxes (she works with my husband so “make mom’s birthday present” must’ve gotten tacked on her to-do list), and this week they installed the boxes while I was at work.
When I got home that day, my daughter was giggling. “You gotta go look,” she said.
As soon as I walked into my room, I busted up laughing.
The bed is so high! As in, it’s so high the air feels thinner up there. As in, getting into bed takes some effort. As in, getting out of bed requires some actual sliding, and then there’s a wee drop, too.
finishing up the drawer handles
But the drawers, oh, the drawers!
They are absolutely massive.
That very night, my husband and I went through our closets, and I dug the boxes of my off-season clothing out of the attic (actually, two of them have been parked on the bedroom floor for months), and we organized and put away — PUT AWAY — all of it.
No more storage boxes for clothes! Our sheets and blankets are stored under our bed, and we still have room, lots of room, to spare.
The room looks a little weird — giant bed, tiny furniture — but I don’t care. Eventually I’ll figure out what I need to do to fix the “problem,” but for now it’s everything I ever wanted and then some.
Well, except for lighting. I really need to figure out a good bedside arrangement so I can read when I’m tucked in my nest.
This same time, years previous: the quotidian (10.2.23), sunflowers, the quotidian (10.2.18), the soiree of 2014, a lesson I’d rather skip.
