Some of you may know that my bed broke last year and I spent a good few months sleeping on a matress on the floor, saving up for a new bed (and generally being lazy about going and picking one out). Come December, I made my decision and it was delivered a couple of weeks after Christmas. I love this bed. Its King-Size, I love this bed… in leather, I love this bed … and has a memory foam matress. Did I mention I LOVE THIS BED ?

Well…

My Girlfriend managed to break my bed on Saturday. And no, before you get any ideas… it wasn’t like that !

But this has led me to sleeping on the floor since the incident. Atleast this time I’m sleeping on a memory foam matress on the floor, instead of an indian torture device like I was last year.

I’ve contacted the place I purchased my awesome bed, and apparently the guy that deals with replacement bits is on holiday, so I have to wait a week (with bated breath) until I find out if I can get the part replaced.

Sufficed to say, my girlfriend will be banned from coming within 10 feet of my bed once repaired to its full glory.