Some days, I just want to stay in bed.
Is that bad?
It’s not that I am depressed or miserable, it’s just sometime I would rather do all my daily tasks in my soft, warm bed. If I could somehow install wheels and a motor on my bed, life would be pure heaven. I of course would have to widen the door frames a bit so I could get my newly motorized bed throughout the house to wash dishes, feed my fuzzy babies, cook dinner, perform the daily housekeeping and go outside to mow the grass all without ever leaving my comfy bed.
Hell, if the motor was powerful enough I could drive my bed to the store for a little grocery shopping. How the townsfolk would look upon me with envy, wishing they could just stay in their beds. But they can’t because I am the only one with a special motorized bed! Muhahahahaha!!!