Not Nice Spice
![]() Growing up a moody-tonally challenge girl, I had a lot of friction with my father. Somehow the universe has changed me into only a moderately moody-tonally challenged woman. Thank God. More importantly I am my father’s clone, so it wasn’t a big deal that life was too chaotic to celebrate Father’s Day on the actual day. I’m so blessed to have a dad that regardless of how busy he was, he always said he was proud of me and was there to support me as best he could. Needless to say that when I was in a jam—my in-laws were arriving in less than a week and I only had a platform mattress sans platform. I had my heart set on a romantic wooden frame from Urban Outfitters. Besides the fact that it wouldn’t arrive in time I couldn’t come to grips with spending $800 on a bed that would be used only a handful of times a year. When I asked to borrow he screw gun, he knew that a catastrophe was looming and decided to take over. Seeing how I didn’t want my in-laws to sleep on a bed that would collapse in the middle of the night as a result of my (not)handy-work, I graciously accepted. And, Oh. My. Goodness. I’m so glad he did! My tragic guesstimating was out the window, and after my dad gave the thumbs up to plans from DIY with Rick, I placed an online order for pickup at Home Depot . The only change was nixing the headboard, since the room size only allows for the bed to be placed in front of the window. In my Pinterest mind I was going to pop it together in an hour or two. Instead my dad took the skills he has been utilizing for years to make something extra special for me. Okay, now I feel like a seven year old girl blushing on her birthday. Next steps are to sand and stain the frame so it matches the dresser. Then we’ll be on to the living room—Pinterest has me falling in love with Frenchy TV consoles.
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