*GRUMBLE*

So, when my grandparents bought me my bedframe, they were told it could be expanded to a Queen.

So I go to do that this morning before I leave for work...and there's no way possible to do this, once I got the box spring off.

Call the chain we bought it from (Original Mattress Factory.)

"Sorry, yes, our frames are non-expandable. I'm afraid the only way to get the Queen sized rails is to buy a new frame."

I've already committed to having the box spring delivered tonight, so can't go back on that. I guess I'm just going to have to buy a bed frame and let my grandparents know we got a bit ripped off.

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I'm being a little naughty as I take a break from assembling the bed frame and working on modifying the headboard slightly. (Looks like the headboard was designed to be part of a custom frame. We have to drill a bit.)

Alex came home and let me know about a position over at OSU that would be as satisfying as a job full time @ Sterling and would pay about the same or a bit better right off the bat. So, I'm taking a minute to apply.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained, right?

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Sad and somewhat scary realization:

One of my best friends in HS was a girl named Mollye. Wonderful person. Very caring.

Last I saw her was almost three years ago. She'd been through very hard times. Mom died. Disowned by her dad. About 3 steps away from living on the street. I was doing what I could to help her, but being at Wooster at the time and fairly broke, it wasn't as much as I wanted to.

All my contact points for her have run dry, and I've not seen or heard from her since then, or seen any mutual friends who have gotten word from her, either.

It is entirely possible (and all too likely) that she could be dead.

Scary thing to realize.

Reach out to someone you love. Especially if you haven't seen them in a bit. Ask if you can do something. Tell them how you feel.

You may never get the chance again.