I did this to myself.

[taennyn]

Quite deliberately, Mom would have let me have the other bed.

But the idea of waking up in the middle of the night in my own bedroom surrounded by my mother's bedroom furniture from my adolescence seems like 'I woke up in the wrong fucking reality' nightmare fuel.

So I'm sleeping in what used to be Veggie's room in the house in Bellingham, and gaaaaaaah.

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[konsectatrix]

*twitch!* yeah, i wouldn't appreciate waking up in a historical reinactment of my teenage years, either.

[taennyn]

It would have been 'this is mom's bedroom dresser and nightstand from her bedroom when I was a kid but this is my adult sleeping space, the bed's in the right corner, where the *shit* am I?'.

Seemed better to avoid. >.>

[konsectatrix]

or when, for that matter. *snork* avoiding temporal quirks seems like the best plan.