I'm asking you to do the right thing
So everyone that knows me knows that I am obsessed with my bed! However, since I moved, I have been forced to sleep in the monstrosity that my mother bought for the spare room and store my wonderful bed in the shed! Appalling, I know. She said that if I can find somewhere to store this piece, I can put myyyyyyyy bed up. However, I never looked into that because who the hell has room for an extra bed and will be willing to give it back later?! Butttttttt, I was telling my fabulous aunt this horrid story and she was like "why didn't you tell me this earlier?! I'll just let casey use that bed, and store his bed until you want it back! When do you want to move it? We can do it as soon as this weekend if you want"! HAAAAAA! I don't think my mother ever expected that! So the point of this is that I get my fucking amazing bed back!!!! YES!!!! In shittier news, my car is busted and I have to wake up early to drive my mother to work tomorrow so that I can take her car to school, come home, pick her up from work, then drive myself to work! F that!