I own a mattress.

This is over a month delayed, but I have a mattress now! Remember when I was telling you my sob story about being a nomad and not having a bed of my own for the past several years?

unnamed-4

Well, thanks to my friend’s family having an extra mattress lying around I am now the ridiculously proud owner of my very own mattress.

The other night I was sitting in a chair in my living room reading a book where the girl narrating the book was talking about how deliciously comfortable her bed is, so cozy and welcoming like open arms to hold you. I then thought, hey–I do not spend enough time just sitting in my bed. I know, there are definitely bigger life problems to have than not sitting in your bed enough, but I learned a lesson in my early twenties than some don’t learn until they are in their fifties or sixties: Rest is vital.

I know what it’s like to kill yourself over a job, over a mission, to work until you’re dead. But you know what happens after? You’re dead, and have very little to show for it.

Yesterday I stood in front of my bookshelf (I also have a bookshelf now! I smile every time I look at it.) trying to decide what book to read next after just finishing one. I looked at my books like Harry Potter, A Wrinkle In Time, Tuck Everlasting, and thought about rereading one of those books. Of course my mind gave me the same response it usually does, how those are books I want to read to my kids one day so I might as well reread a different book and keep those waiting.

A couple days ago my friend instagrammed a quote saying to stop waiting for someone to fall in love with you, stop waiting for life. As much as I am truly not someone that waits for anything I realized there’s a lot of things I’m looking forward to–and waiting for–in the realm of love, marriage, and kiddos.

Which is especially silly considering the major list of things I want to accomplish by myself.

How I Met Your Mother is coming to it’s series end tomorrow night so it’s been on my mind a lot lately, there was an episode in this final season where Ted was at this beautiful Inn in upstate New York and he made himself a promise that he was going to come back, when he found of the love of his life, and bring her there.

That paints a good picture of how I am feeling. How to be in the moment and plan for the future. The places I want to visit with him I’ll go to now, and I can bring him back with me once I have him. The books I’m excited to read to my kids I’ll keep rereading now so I  know them even better when reading them to my kids.

So I’ll sit in my very own big cozy bed, reading, dreaming, living, and never ever waiting.

Advertisements

Comment

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s