decisions, decisions
my knee hurts like hell.
i managed to smash it into the arm rest of my bed futon.
again.
seriously. i managed to jam the arm rest's corner into a spot normally protected by the actual kneecap, where my leg bones come together.
it really hurts.
i hate this stupid futon. i've been fantasizing about replacing it for months now; i've had countless bumps and bruises from it, and The Boy has hit his head several times while sleeping.
when i moved to ann arbor, i foolishly turned down an offer of a full-sized loft, and kicked myself ever since. i've considered buying an identical one from ikea, but i've been holding off for months, waiting to see where The Boy would end up with his first job. if he ended up in the area, i reasoned, we wouldn't need a stupid loft bed, we could get a bigger apartment and a real bed.
given the current economy, however, and the terrible pay rates in detroit, the chances that i'm going to be getting a roommate and upgrading apartments aren't looking good.
it's a major pain in the ass to haul furniture and rearrange such a tiny place, but it's also literally painful to keep this futon around and keep hurting myself with it.
help me, internets.
should i
i managed to smash it into the arm rest of my bed futon.
again.
seriously. i managed to jam the arm rest's corner into a spot normally protected by the actual kneecap, where my leg bones come together.
it really hurts.
i hate this stupid futon. i've been fantasizing about replacing it for months now; i've had countless bumps and bruises from it, and The Boy has hit his head several times while sleeping.
when i moved to ann arbor, i foolishly turned down an offer of a full-sized loft, and kicked myself ever since. i've considered buying an identical one from ikea, but i've been holding off for months, waiting to see where The Boy would end up with his first job. if he ended up in the area, i reasoned, we wouldn't need a stupid loft bed, we could get a bigger apartment and a real bed.
given the current economy, however, and the terrible pay rates in detroit, the chances that i'm going to be getting a roommate and upgrading apartments aren't looking good.
it's a major pain in the ass to haul furniture and rearrange such a tiny place, but it's also literally painful to keep this futon around and keep hurting myself with it.
help me, internets.
should i
- wait a few more weeks and see where mike goes, then decide? (decide not to decide)
- suck it up and deal with the damn futon - after all, it was cheap!
- buy another skinny futon without the stupid arm rests of doom?
- buy a full-sized ikea loft?