Sold my candy apple red Roxbury Drive bag last night, and shipped it to its new home this morning. Sigh. I miss it a bit, even though it just sat in my closet ever since we moved into this house. So shiny. So pretty. But so useless for me right now. I don’t go out to fancy restaurants or cocktail bars any more, why would I need a flashy patent leather evening bag… At least I have photos to remember it by.

Onward!! With the chunk of cash the Roxbury fetched, I will be able to buy Freya her nice hardwood maple twin bed frame, as well as the guardrail for the side. Mattress will be extra of course but we’ve got plenty of time for that. I vacillated between a twin or a full bed and eventually landed on a twin because a) it frees up more space in the bedroom, b) bedding is cheaper, c) I grew up with a twin bed and it was fine for me. Edit: So I decided on the full bed, finally. Heh. There will be less space, but it’s still a big room, and the house has plenty of room for her to play, too. Twin bedding is cheaper, but we actually can get away with queen sheets on a full bed, which we already have, plus we already have a down duvet that will fit. I grew up with a twin bed, but I bet I would have been happy with a full sized bed too, which I didn’t even get to experience until I was, um, 25 years old.

But a big reason for the full bed is that we co-sleep now, and the transition from our bed to her own bed will definitely include many nights spent with me in her bedroom with her. Which would be a pain in a twin, let’s face it. So there’s that. And also when Freya is older, she can have her little friends sleep over in her bed with her instead of on the floor or something. And finally, when she is *snif* grown up, she will be able to take this bed with her wherever she goes. Another reason to buy one that is sturdy and strong. OK THEN.

It’s rather funny how a handbag buys a bed. I still remember when I bought that Roxbury, how I drooled over its glossy finish and impeccable craftsmanship. Was it an “investment”? Maybe. In the end, I didn’t lose that much money on it. Back then I wouldn’t have imagined that it would someday be traded for a child’s bed frame. Back then we were beginning to figure out that getting pregnant would not be an easy task. I avoided planning for baby things, thinking I would just end up disappointed month after month. Why not instead blow my disposable income on beautiful and impractical objects?