I came downstairs one night to find this……. in OH’s sofa spot. It was all a bit creepy.
BeAnne has gone off her various assortment of beds in the sitting-room (she has three including two vol-au-vents and a cave) so, being nice, I brought in her big bed from my shed as she always love to sleep in that. I wanted her to be comfortable during the day and, after careful thought and consideration, I placed it next to my desk so we could be near each other.
Of course, BeAnne instantly took a loathing to her bed.
And then Monster found it.
And promptly made it his own.
BeAnne sat alone, looking miserable and hard done by and of course I felt awful because that is what I do best.
This is one hard-done-by Bottom of Misery and with added tucked-in-tail of Despair.
Monster was in his Heaven. He has barely left BeAnne’s bed.
So I tried again and booted Monster out, put BeAnne back in and, of course, the bed has now become the one place BeAnne loathes and will never go near.
Me? Well, I have given up!