My Beloved Bed

Oh, it was so good to be home after one week being crammed with my mother in a single bed.

Wait. No really one week. Because there was one night, my two cousins and I squeezed in one semi-single bed in the basement.

Well, yeah, that was worst.

Even my mom admitted that she was not comfortable with the limited sleeping space. She was also pretty much looking forward to her lovely bed with her loving husband.

So technically, this was my reaction when there was one night after staying up late with my cousin and I felt like stretching out.

And my response when I came home and crashed into my bed after a light dinner.

So I'm trying to picture myself how long would I be able to adjust to sleeping in a single bed when I reach UK. I'll post some pictures from Manila up after I come home from church. I have a funny story to share ;)