Smackie the Frog

I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this, but for the past 3 and a half weeks I’ve been sleeping on a couch. Not a nice, big, fancy, long, luxurious couch, though. No, this couch is short and it hurts my back every night. I’ve been waiting to get a bed, though, because I’m going to be moving out soon and don’t really want to move a bed twice. I assumed that I could survive any amount of time on the couch.

I can’t do it, though. It has gotten completely out of hand. Now my back hurts so much that I can barely stand to sit here. (haha… Stand to sit.) Thusly, this weekend I’m finally going to get a bed. I’ll have to move it twice, but I just don’t care. It must be done.

The only real question is what size bed to get. I’m leaning towards a queen sized bed, since bigger is better, and if I’m going to spend a large amount of money, which apparently I have to, I might as well get something that I can keep a while. But then again, I have really pretty pink sheets that are for a full sized bed. I just don’t know what to do.

As an interesting aside, my life is full of conundrums like this.