A Toe Story
I was planning on writing a short story for the Write on Edge prompt (Clue) today. I got distracted. See, three weeks ago, I rearranged my bedroom. In a fit of anger-driven energy, I moved my bed across the room and changed the placement of the desk, and added the extra dresser. I loved the way it looked. I loved that it gave us more room. I loved it. Until... I had to make my bed. I may be a lousy housekeeper, but I make my bed every day . And, the new set up made it more than challenging. My side of the bed was against the wall, so I had to clamber across the mattress and sort of fling the sheets and comforter over. It was a joke. Also, when I got on my bed, I had to crawl on from the bottom. It was dumb. I put up with it because changing back would be a royal pain. And, I made this decision on my own, so sure that it would be great. This morning, I decided I'd had enough. I admitted I was wrong, and began the process of changing things back. I was moving along, the de...