Fresh linens on the bed. There's not much I love more than climbing between a bed with clean sheets. 💓
I found this antique bed at an auction about 20 years ago. My mother had always talked wistfully about her grandparents tall bed that had to be cut down to fit when they moved from the farm to a small house in town. She would have loved this.
This is the 'guest' room. It only is a full size mattress, but we rarely have overnight guests anymore, and when we do it's just one at a time. Back when my mother-in-law was able to visit, I invested in a sleep number mattress so that she and other guests could adjust the firmness to their own taste. It is also adjustable, so the head and foot of the bed can be raised or lowered. When I broke my shoulder, I moved to this bed until I healed...and I'm still in it. :)
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