moses & the platform bed

MOSES

Moses, the Kitty

It is funny when I think about last night and a black notebook and yellow pen I took to bed and never got around to drafting the rest of Moses’s story because the phone rang.  It was a number I recognized, so I answered the phone and never got around to writing until this morning.​

If you believe in Magic as I do, you could say it was Moses, the kitten drawn out of water, who inspired me to finish the bed.  A metal platform frame with headboard that arrived last month in May in a box (from China) with more pieces and screws than I cared to see

Moses and Platform bed metal parts

Seeing all those pieces was terrifying enough. I decided then to let the bed stand against the wall like a picture of city skyline until a friend who is more mechanical than I arrived in July from San Francisco. He likes doing that kind of thing and does them with ease.  I could wait that long for a proper bed to sleep in since it was already June, and July just around the corner. 

Until then, I slept on the futon/sofa in the Study or the mattress on the floor in the bedroom or curled up on the love seat in the living room.  I can fall asleep about anywhere including a stone bench or so that used to be the case when I was in my twenties and thirties spent entirely in San Francisco. 

I fell asleep less on the futon with Moses here since Moses occupied the futon full-time at night in stunning positions while I worked at the desk or just browsed the internet. By the time I was ready to sleep, which occurs as deep as being sedated after one glass of milk, little Moses was sleeping so nicely on the futon that I hated to disturb his sleep.  Though, once or twice from the drowsy effect milk puts me under I just curled up with Moses right there on the futon, and he opened his eyes for moment, stretched and went right back to sleep.  
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Then one unexpected night Moses led me into the bedroom to “make my bed”.  While Moses snooped everything I had pulled out of the box and now laid out on the floor I had to keep lifting him out of the way while I put the pieces of the bed together, which was like an outline or like drafting a manuscript.  First, you must lay the whole thing out to see the whole story or outline and then your construct or make necessary changes as need be.  Otherwise, if there is no outline you stay on page one for centuries without progress.  Somehow, the combination of the spirits of Charles and a kitten named Moses in that room worked magic.  In no time I got the bed done...

The Bedroom: First Draft...Has already changed after this post.