After sleeping on a queen bed for years, we recently decided to upgrade to a king sized bed.  Actually, the children in the bed were the deciding factor, they have pushed us over the edge, the edge of the bed literally too many times, and J was all, “I don’t care what it costs, BUY US A HUGE ASS BED”.

I decided on the frame first, I wanted an iron cottage bed.  I purchased the king bed frame online one night while the children were actually asleep in their own rooms. I felt a twinge of regret when I clicked on the complete purchase button, perhaps a king sized bed was a bit much, after all they are starting to occasionally sleep in their own rooms, sometimes for the whole night.  Besides, I think a queen sized bed is cozy.  I went ahead and ordered the mattress as well and hoped it wasn’t a mistake.

The frame was delivered last week and I made J put it together immediately.  We took apart the queen bed frame and moved it to the dining room until I could wrap it up to store in the garage.  I figured the mattress delivery wouldn’t be too far behind and we could just sleep on our old set on the floor in our room.

But then I decided to list the mattress set on Craigslist just to see if I could make some money to buy some new bedding for our new baller sleeping quarters.

As it turns out, I can. I sold that Queen mattress set in like ten minutes.

And the lady that bought it needed it immediately for her guest bedroom.

And our new mattress set isn’t being delivered for TWO MORE WEEKS.

To review, we have a queen bed frame in the dining room without a mattress and a king bed frame in our room also without a mattress. We tried to sleep in Zoe’s room on her FULL sized bed, but she told us it would cost us $5 a night.  Since we spent all our money on our new master p bedroom set up, we couldn’t afford her rate.

We are currently sleeping on a rigged up pallet with our old memory foam pad, but covered up in style thanks to our new quilt that was purchased via my poorly timed craigslist transaction.

The kids apparently do not give a shit about trivial things like mattresses because they are still sleeping with us.  Troy is all about it and is really enjoying “camping” in our bedroom.

I’m not even going to think about how much money we could have saved if we would have just bought an extra large tent and some sleeping bags and called it a day.

(Also, MY BACK IS KILLING ME.  Being a hippie is hard you guys.)