Once, I Made A Bed

A few months ago, I decided I was going to make a bed. After a lot of profanity, I completed something that, as long as you squinted hard, could sort of pass as a futon. I called it good and decided the frame could wait another day or week or two or three.

Eventually I found some pretty simple bed frame instructions and decided to give it a shot. I’m not sure if I’ve ever built anything before, so it was a learning experience. My basement and I got to be good friends in the many hours it took to build and un-build and re-build the frame.

Supplies.

This is a pretty embarrassing story. I spent the first thirty minutes laboriously pre-drilling, which seemed like an awfully long time. After some pretty intense debates with myself, mostly regarding pride, I slowly dragged myself up the stairs to ask Eleanor for advice. It turns out that drilling takes a bit longer when the drill’s in reverse. Lesson learned.

Well gracious! What a sturdy looking bed.

Bed complete!

Through My Headphones

*Ritual Union -Little Dragon
*Santa Fe -Beirut
*Work It -Missy Elliot

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