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I got a new bed a couple of weeks ago. A big boy bed! It’s soooooo comfy! I’d been sleeping on a twin for the past four years that I’m pretty sure this old lady had died in. I had moved back in with with my parents for a little while after college and when I got around to moving out again I needed a bed, and my parents told me that their friends mother had passed away and they were having an estate sale (in Kentucky). I’m all like, well, how big is the bed … and my parents are all like, DEE DEE’S MOTHER DID NOT DIE IN THAT BED!!! and spent the next week trying to convince me of this, mind you I had just asked how large it was, because at 24 I thought it was time for me to have a big boy bed. Well I was broke and desperate to get out of my parents’ house, so I took the bed… and it’s taken untill now for me to have the money and motivation to get a new one.

Oh, I mention that the old lady lived in Kentucky becuse I totally had nightmares for a while that I was sitting outside a cafe with her while she force me to drink mint julips, even though I think they’re disgusting. I would try to explain this to her and she would just be like, What, a good looking boy like you?! Of course you like mint julips. It was pretty traumatic.