A Boy, A Girl, and A Bed

There once lived an handsome blue-eyed young man. He was frugal, creative and was well on his way to a wonderful life. While on his way to that wonderful life, he met an interesting brown-eyed girl. The two gazed into each others eyes and quickly fell in love . A wedding date was set and all was well.

Then the handsome blue-eyed young man realized that they were going to need some furniture for their wonderful life. The frugal and creative young man devised a plan. They would build their own furniture, one piece at a time. Surely their love and admiration for each other would grow as they worked together to accomplish a goal.

While apart, they would daydream of their wonderful life together and the furniture that went along with it. They decided that they would start with a bed and see what inspiration would come after that. Plans were drawn up in classes and at work, and soon they began their work.

They had more love than tools or money, so they borrowed what they could and improvised when necessary. They decided to not use any nails, only wooden pegs and as a sentimental addition, they would use some wood from recent fires that the handsome young man had valiantly fought.

One day while the girl sat on the log to brace it while her betrothed sawed away, she noticed how large the bed looked.

"My love, are you sure that this is a queen sized bed? It seems so big!"

"Of course it is darling," he replied, "I measured my cousins bed, and I am using the exact measurements. Soon you will see how beautiful this queen bed will be, and we will live happily ever after."

Later conversations with said cousin revealed that instead of having a queen bed, (as the blue-eyed young man had assumed) he slept peacefully in a CALIFORNIA KING sized bed. There was shock on the girls face, and puzzlement on the young mans. "Oh well," they said as they lovingly embraced, as the bed was now completed.

Not until after their wedding was over (and they had received all QUEEN sized sheets) did they realize what a problem this now CALIFORNIA KING SIZED bed had created. They hadn't realized how much more expensive even sheets would be, never mind the bed itself. They settled on a KING sized mattress that would have a little wiggle room in the frame, and managed to buy a sheet set for the time being. (Note that no more furniture would be made again for at least the next 10 years...)

As time crept on their lives were indeed wonderful. They had three adorable children and love and honor abounded. They were adventurous and full of curious energy. Much to their fathers delight, all of the children had beautiful brown eyes like their mother (even though their mother longed to have but one child with the lovely blue eyes of her beloved husband). The children brought their adoring parents so much joy.

Along this journey of life, their bed stayed with them. It was moved from house to house and state to state. With the addition of children, the handsome man and curious woman realized how fortunate they were to have accidentally made such a big bed. It became a place for the whole family to lay snuggle and chat, a calming shelter from the loud storm passing by, or a warm comfort to sick children. It became a boxing ring and a wrestling mat, a trampoline and movie theater. The whole family loved that bed.

Slowly however, nails became a requirement for stubborn pegs that had to be sawed off, or to repair support beams that had fallen through. The decorative rope that had at one time adorned the corners of the bed, began to be used as lasso's and started to fray and wear. The money that was needed to update bedding was instead used for a growing family, and it became a mismatched eye sore.

Finally, after several months of the bed breaking for no apparent reason and falling to the floor in the middle of the night, the brown (and now red) eyed girl decided that enough was enough. She told her husband that she would rather just stay on the floor to begin with rather than crashing there in the middle of the night and started taking the bed apart.

The creative and frugal side of that handsome man started to come out and he said, "Ok dear, but let's just keep poles of the bed for now, I think I have an idea." and they shuffled the poles to the storage room in the basement.

The bed on the floor was not the same. The once young couple had become older and had creaky knees and sore backs. They missed their old bed.

Then one day when the snow cleared and the warmth of spring settled in, the woman noticed a familiar scene that brought memories flooding back.

Instead of one bright eyed girl gazing in awe of the creative young man, excitedly waiting for their creation to come to fruition, there were now 3 children thrilled to be helping their father with whatever he happened to have in mind.

A few more tools than the last time, and a few more people to support the pole while the cutting was done,

Another ring (A tad bigger than before...) as a thoughtful gesture bringing back all the love of a young girl and her handsome groom.
And exactly the same blue eyed curious, frugal and handsome young man (just a tad bit older) making something out of nothing, to please those he loves so much.

None of the memories lost, and many yet to be had.

And they all lived happily ever after..... The End.