So I'm on a business trip.
Doesn't that sound cool?
It makes me feel like a real adult.
I'm down in beautiful St. George for a conference. 60 degree weather and blue, clear skies are just what this girl needed! (Too bad I'm stuck inside all day)
As I type, I'm hanging out in my hotel room with a massive king size bed. It's huge! I can lie on it in any direction, and my feet won't hang off the edge. It's so great! (If I messed up, please excuse my misuse of lie vs lay...that was one I could never remember. Their/there/they're and your/you're, on the other hand...got it! Let me know if you need lessons.)
Anyway, at least twice a week, my roommate tells me I should get a bigger bed. I currently am the proud owner of a twin sized bed. A hand-me-down, in fact. (Thanks again. You know who you are.)
I've come really close to upgrading to at least a full or a queen. But I keep telling myself that purchasing a larger bed is a want...not a need. However, after tonight I just might have to go for the king. Heck, I might even go for a California King! But that might be pushing it. I don't think it would fit in my room. Besides, I live on the 3rd floor. No one wants to carry a California King up stairs.
I'll stick to my twin bed. Until then, I'll just enjoy this sweet bed. Good night!