Sofa Beds: Two Jobs Done Well or Badly?
I’m on my knees on the floor of what my mortgage paperwork optimistically calls a “second bedroom,” measuring the gap between the window and the closet door with a tape…
I’m on my knees on the floor of what my mortgage paperwork optimistically calls a “second bedroom,” measuring the gap between the window and the closet door with a tape…
I pull four throw pillows off my couch every single night, set them on the armchair like I’m clearing a job site before the crew shows up, and about twice…
I’ve had four mattress toppers go through this house in about six years, and three of them ended up curbside because I treated a washing machine like it was a…
My wardrobe doors get touched, grabbed, kicked open, and slammed shut somewhere around forty times a day in this house. I actually counted once, out of boredom during a rare…
I’m on the floor of my own bedroom at six in the morning with a tape measure, trying to figure out if a platform bed I’m building is going to…
I was stripping the bed on a Sunday, good sheets in one hand, a sock I’d apparently lost since April in the other, when I got as far as the…
I used to be the guy who bought a “memory foam mattress” off a flash sale site for $340, bragged about it to anyone who’d listen, and then quietly returned…
I keep a mental tally of how many nights a year I sleep on a bare mattress, and the number is higher than I’d admit to most people. Somewhere around…
I was standing in a nursery that wasn’t mine, at eleven at night, holding a phone flashlight between my teeth and trying to get a level app to read flat…
I was folding laundry on the couch, the kind of task where you’re only half paying attention, and out of the corner of my eye I watched my dog Biscuit…