Dear Coffee, give me the strength to get through today without completely falling apart. Sincerely, One Cranky Bitch. It's been 6 nights in a row. Too hot, too cold. Blankets falling off the bed. Tossing, turning. I swear to God this mattress is full of day-old oatmeal! Smooshy and sagging in all the wrong places. A literal pain in my neck, this pillow is the worst! An elbow in the back from my husband. UGH! Why is he so close?!
All I want is a decent night's sleep! That's it! I'm over this! Grab the measuring tape and get to work!
The husband's still sleeping. Oh well. This is a matter of life and death... Well someone's lol
Zip! Zing! Scratch scratch!
I measure every inch of the room and scribble down my notes. "What the hell are you doing??" oops, he's awake. "We're getting a new bed! I just can't take this anymore!"
I'm determined, motivated, hyper-focused. I could picture it perfectly in my mind… A new, king-sized bed. All that extra space limited to us now by our current queen
Brand new bedding. Big, fluffy duvets. Bright, vibrant new colors. New pillows that are supportive, fresh and clean!
Throw in some new window treatments and wall art. I'm turning this place where sleep is currently as easy to catch as the vapor of steam from the coffee I'm begging to keep me sane into a bedtime oasis. There's no stopping me. I'm doing this! Investing in myself! I need this. I deserve this!
I imagine all the amazing things I could do with a great night's sleep. How much better my business would be? How much happier I'd feel? How much more fun I would have! I know this is worth it! The time to plan and coordinate. The work to put everything together - damn those stupid picture instructions that came with the bed! The money spent on a top-of-the-line mattress and new... well, everything!
Once it's done, all put together, every piece in its place. I feel it! That sense of accomplishment. This serine sanctuary of slumber calling my name.
A dream I made to come true!
As I lay in my bed at night, my extra soft sheets smooth against my skin. My new, laundry fresh pillows supporting my neck perfectly. Snuggled under the extra fluffy duvet that makes me smile every time I look at it.
I know without a shadow of a doubt that it was worth it!
I am worth it!!
Worth the time, worth the money!
Worth the investment in myself!
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