Me and my stupid decisions.
So my parents asked me what I wanted for my birthday, and I asked for a new bed since I've been sleeping on this really old tiny one that's all worn out. I picked out this really nice, soft queen bed. For my tiny little closet room. Forgetting just how much shit I'd have to clear out. And forgetting I'm recovering from a procedure and preparing for surgery. Forgetting my strength is now at a -20...and I can barely get out of bed sometimes, let alone move shit and do heavy lifting. Shari tried to help me...but there's just too much dust. It was making her sick. And I don't want her to be sick, so I won't let her help anymore.
I was really looking forward to this bed, but now I don't think I'll be able to get it on Tuesday. I'll have to ask if they can deliver it next week. Or just give me the pieces and I'll store the bed somewhere until I figure out what to do. I may not even get it next week if I get put in the hospital again. It's not like my family's gunna help me out and clean my room for me.
I was really, really looking forward to this bed...but now it just seems like it's winding up as a stupid decision.This is what happens when I try and splurge on myself. Karma comes back to bite me in the ass. Maybe they do returns.
I was really looking forward to this bed, but now I don't think I'll be able to get it on Tuesday. I'll have to ask if they can deliver it next week. Or just give me the pieces and I'll store the bed somewhere until I figure out what to do. I may not even get it next week if I get put in the hospital again. It's not like my family's gunna help me out and clean my room for me.
I was really, really looking forward to this bed...but now it just seems like it's winding up as a stupid decision.This is what happens when I try and splurge on myself. Karma comes back to bite me in the ass. Maybe they do returns.