I moved out of "dorm" living in May. I technically lived in an on-campus apartment, with a bathroom and kitchen and all those fancy amenities, but in many respects it was still a dorm. For instance, I still got to sleep on a "fancy" twin extra long mattress which was graciously provided to me by residence life.
Somehow, a few times, I managed to get a couple of semi-comfortable mattresses. Generally, however, they sucked. Nevertheless, I survived sleeping on their sucktasticness.
Then, in May, I moved out of college dorms to a real apartment. The only problem that accompanied this was that I no longer had college supplied furniture. I pieced together random bits and pieces of things, but, a bed is expensive. So, I invested in an gigantic air mattress.
This was a temporary fix. I figured eventually I would get a real bed. At first it wasn't the worst situation. Fairly comfortable and I only had to pump it full of air every now and then. And it was easy to move. I just deflated the thing and stuck it in a box. Ta Da!
However, I am now beyond sick of sleeping on a life raft. I'm waving the white flag. I've put up the S.O.S. I finally got my taxes filed and as soon as I have that refund money in my little paws, I will be buying myself a new bed. I look forward to not having to put my sheets back on every day because they have fallen off. I won't fall into the middle in a dent.
The only downfall is that if my apartment ever becomes a river, I will need a different life raft.
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