#bedriser

[cherrygeek]

I’m ready to jump into bed with my #BlackFriday Queen Mattress from @customcomfortmattress caressed in velvet ribbons, a teddy bear to snuggle and @iprimio aluminum bed riser (supports 9,000 pds per leg) so I can store things under my frame! ‪#CustomComfort #potterybarnteen #faoschwartz #target ‬#iprimio #bedriser #velvet #teddybear #allersoft #cotton (at West Hollywood, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/B6Ewd-Bng1X/?igshid=1nt4qcsow1mga

[pamdora]

The magic of bed risers for my cutting tables! . . #maskmaking #sewingtips #foldingtables #bedrisers #instantcounterheighttable https://www.instagram.com/p/B-1-BAuD8vz/?igshid=18ql33oxo3iu3

[kariachi]

Okay, so, more little Osmobeast college au fic. Lucky y’all this one comes with two perspectives! If you want Gar’s you can find it here.

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He kept checking the time. It was stupid, he knew, it was the first day they could come back to the dorms and it was only mid-afternoon. Gar had an entire flight to take into town (‘and yet he doesn’t ask you to pick him up’), and it wasn’t like he hadn’t arrived the year before at the last possible second before the school declared him a no-show. He was being ridiculous, he knew, (‘stupid-’) and did his best to focus on getting the room together. Putting up shelves, rearranging things for more space. (‘Why bother with that side, he’s not showing.’)

(‘How long’s it been since he acknowledged agreeing to share a dorm again?’)

(‘Probably requested a move.’)

(‘A whole summer without having to put up with you, why would he go back?’)

He was being stupid (‘every time-’), he was being ridiculous, and no amount of loud music and labor was shutting up his fucking brain-

The lock clicked, the door opened. Gar beamed at him like the sun, happy and healthy and there there there. He barked a laugh, dropping his things in the doorway and throwing himself, heedless of the way Kevin tensed on impact and as he fell back on his ass. For a blissful moment, his mind was silent.

“Hey,” Gar said, face buried in his shoulder. With a deep breathe Kevin let himself relax into his embrace, warily, as if he might spook him off, wrapping his arms around him in return. Gar gave him a squeeze and something in his chest loosened.

“Hey,” he answered. “Happy to see me?” Say yes, say yes, say yes. It certainly seemed the case, but his brain was being awful and he wanted, needed to hear it. Needed confirmation that Gar cared, despite everything.

“I missed you,” he said instead, which was, good enough, Kevin could live with that. More than he deserved, really. But Gar was grinning as he pulled away and it was worth it. “Was worried you might’ve forgotten what I look like.” Forgotten- He’d thought about him daily. Stockpiled a million stories from work that wouldn’t hit right over text or the phone specifically to share. Bought extra storage and bedrisers to share despite having precisely zero money to spare.

It'd been three months apart that’d felt like a year, like fuck he could’ve forgotten anything about him. Especially his face.

“Have you looked in a mirror lately,” Kevin said with a laugh, half to hide his incredulity and half at the very concept, “who could forget you?” With a mock gasp, Gar clapped a hand to his chest.

“Are you calling me ugly?” ‘Never, you’re the most beautiful person to breathe. Helen of Troy who?’

“‘Ugly’, yeah,” he laughed, viciously mussing Gar’s hair, “that’s why you’re so busy on the weekends.” Locking eyes with him, Gar made a valiant attempt at appearing serious.

“Pity dates.” The very thought was too much and Kevin collapsed into a fit of snorting laughter against Gar’s shoulder, everything going warm as Gar joined in, snickering into his hair. All their breaths were gasps for a solid minute, trying to get enough air when they just couldn’t stop. Even when they had managed to get mostly under control there were bursts of bit-back laughter.

It took a solid effort for Kevin to pull away, more than happy to skip the rest of the year if it meant getting to stay in his arms, but he eventually managed it. Then socked him in the shoulder companionably, just to create a bit of distance. Make sure the hugging and talking up his looks didn’t give him the wrong (right) idea.

“I missed you too, man.” ‘Please stay.’ He turned back to where he’d been lifting Gar’s bed. “Help me with this? Storage last year was severely lacking.” Gar nodded, and he would’ve killed to have that smile on him forever.

“Sure thing, Kev. Just let me drag my shit in first.”

[km-flex]

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[dashelstores-blog]

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[amdrealtig]

You can never use up creativity, it's flows from living your own life, living a purpose driven life. When you know your purpose in life, you know how to go about building your potentials to fulfill this purpose, then you have the guiding tool to be creative in a way that will help you. . . On the other hand, when you don't know your purpose in life, you don't know what you're doing, even when you're trying to be creative, there is no guiding tool to show you where and how you should go about it, it will look so hard and discouraging, and that is why I keep telling you, purpose is the plug to everything else in your life. Knowing it is how you know what you're doing. . . Execution flows from being in charge of yourself, when you can wake up in the morning and say this is what I'm doing today without any mental and physical impediment, without having to be bound by some trends you're following or what parents or friend and society doesn't like. If you're not in charge of yourself, you will always wait for validation before you execute, and being in charge of yourself comes from discovering who you're and knowing what you want in life. . . If you want to be able to engage with the highest level of your creative powers and execute needed plans to get to where you're going in every aspect of life,  you need to live and be driven by your purpose in life. . . Share with someone who needs to see this. Enjoy your day 💚 . . . #Selfdevelopment #TheFriendofriends #TPTG #bedrises #urbanelitehub #motivationalquotes #inspirationalquotes #plugnationng #hustlersquare #Control #yourlife #PurposeDriven (at Lagos, Nigeria) https://www.instagram.com/p/BvvsD8NHCyM/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1wvopu62k0hlq

[mzminola]

I have a bed now!

The old plastic bedrisers I used for my old bed don’t fit the legs of this one! So I can’t store as many things under it as my old one but I guess that’s okay because this place I live in now is bigger and has built in shelves in other rooms.

[helsikiderven]

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The days when the acid contents from your stomach rush back to your throat and mouth are just so awful and terrifying. And trust us, you are not alone in this struggle of painful #heartburn.

#bedwedge #bedriser

[kissofthemuses]

{ Bookshelf has even emptied, taken down, fixed, re-anchored to the wall and refilled.

Got 1 shelf up in the bathroom, the other doesn't wanna work so....I give up.

And I switched out my bedrisers for smaller ones.

I. Am. Done. For today.....even tho I still have more shelves for my room and art to hang.

I am exhausted. }

[missbossyreviews158]

Dingheng Adjustable Bed Riser or Furniture Riser (Review)

These arrived in a box that didn’t protect them very well from being tossed around while getting to me. I was let down to see scratches on them when I received them. They are smaller and not very high in height at all. You can order them in different colors. I personally got black as I thought it would be best under my bed. Clear/Black/Khaki(4″x4″X2.36).  You get a set of 8 so you can use them…

[needleinkandthread]

I love the new cutting space, my table (bedrisers) came in Saturday, only $12 on amazon and raised my table up 8" which makes my back so much happier! So the total spent on updating the office is now $30 woot!. . . #sewingclass #studio #homeoffice #entrepreneur #smallbiz #womenowned #needleinkandthread #sewingdayton #sewdayton #daytonsews #daytonsewing (at Home - Is Where My Heart Is)

[uniquenotfreak]

When you dont have a stand up desk so you makeshift one out of bedrisers and shoe box https://www.instagram.com/p/By0YETmn8QY/?igshid=ul8up42fjxjk

[km-flex]

"I do not regret killing my father"- Suspect says after confessing to killing cultist father in #Niger . . Policemen in Niger State, on Sunday, arrested a 40-year-old man, Bisso Aminu, for allegedly killing his 65-year-old father in Yingu village in the Rijau Local Government Area of the state. The suspect was trailed and arrested by a team of detectives attached to the Rijiau Police Division based on credible information. . . It was learnt that the suspect’s father, Aminu Allahbani, attempted to sacrifice his son to his cult as payback for an earlier undisclosed favour. . . Northern City News gathered that when the suspect realised that his father wanted to use him as a sacrificial lamb, he attacked him with a hoe while the latter was asleep. In an interview with punch correspondent, Bisso said, “I can never regret killing my father because he never meant well for me; he almost succeeded in using me for a sacrifice to please his cult members. . . “I am ready for the worst. I was smarter than him; I killed him when he was sleeping to avert his evil intention of killing me. “I noticed that my father’s attitude towards me changed with the way he was treating me and I asked him what caused the change but he refused to talk to me. . . “When it was obvious that he had made up his mind to sacrifice me to his group, I had no other option but to kill him. . . . #nkonlineblog #naijacelebrity #naijacomedy #naijanews #bedrises #տիկնայքտք #urbanelitehub #BamBam #teddya #ceec #cegarworldtour #cegar (at London, United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/B0xj_xNHU9h/?igshid=uy246wlo68ot

[ebaytohouse]

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[life-of-lizbet]

1837, can opener, lamp shade

Well, the time has come for my internship to begin. Technically it begins Wednesday, but we’re all meeting up on Tuesday to discuss what the hell I’ll actually be doing this summer. YAY! So my dad and I left this morning, moved in right around lunch time, grabbed something to eat, and then we went to a Walmart and a Stop and Shop because lo’ and behold, I forgot stuff. 

We were so long into the car ride when my dad asked if I had packed my bedrisers. It suddenly dawned on me that I hadn’t packed them- I remember when I was packing up my dorm room the beginning of the month to head home, that I had placed my bedrisers in my small trashcan, and then placed my lampshade on top. Oh crap, I also forgot my lampshade for my one lamp I packed. Lovely.

So I hadn’t only forgotten my bedrisers, but also my lampshade. Oops. I wasn’t too concerned about my lack-of-trashcan situation because I had packed my larger trashcan. I was all set with that. But if I managed to go through the house and somehow missed my trashcan with my bedrisers and lampshade, what else could I have forgotten?

We went to Walmart first, and of course it wasn’t one of those supercenter ones. So I managed to find a lampshade (it’s actually the same exact one that I managed to leave back home, ha), but I had mentioned on the way down that I needed a can opener. So we looked and looked and looked and couldn’t find a can opener! What kind of a place has an aisle marker labeled “essential tools” and doesn’t have a can opener! My dad and I searched up and down the homegoods aisles, and decided to get whatever else we needed before heading out. On our way back through, I decided to look once more for a stupid can opener. Of course it was in the next aisle over from the one with “essential tools.” Well, I found my can opener, and I also got a lampshade. All was well, for the time being. 

I really didn’t want to go to a Big Y because those places are the size of Market Basket but with Shaws pricing. There are no Market Basket’s in this portion of Mass, so we had to settle for Stop and Shop. At least the lady at the cash register was nice enough to give me the Stop and Shop discount so I was able to save about $5. I’ll take that any day.

My dad and I got back to campus, and he helped me carry my groceries up and we said our goodbyes. I figured that I should at least put the food away in my fridge, then tackle my unpacking. While unpacking, I realized that I had misplaced or just not packed a bunch of things: my razors are at this moment still missing, and I actually haven’t the slightest clue as to where the hell they might be. They weren’t in my clear tote I brought with me, and they weren’t in my other tote back home (I went through that entire tote when I was packing the other day). I also somehow (?) don’t have a package of earplugs, and that’s going to stink big time. I have some earplugs that are literally floating around in various places, like my eyeglasses holder, my canvas bag that has my towels and laundry stuff, and my travel toiletries bag. I should have enough to hold me for a couple of weeks, but I am going to need to get some more in the near future. (I actually can’t sleep without earplugs, I’ve become so depended on them. It’s only a bad thing when I don’t have any earplugs.)

Oh! I almost forgot! I am living in 1837 (the dorm, not the year, but tbh I’m not sure which I would prefer at this point). I have a roommate, but she mentioned that she’s only here for about a week. I actually don’t get it, but I’ll let it slide. I’m just hoping that this means I’ll end up in a dingle and not have a roommate, but with my luck as soon as she moves out, I’ll get another roommate. Whatever. Also, there are actually only two outlets in the entire room. Like, who the hell designed this building?! My 118 square foot single in the basement of Ham last semester had twice as many outlets as my double in 18 has now. That actually makes zero sense. So I’ve had to create a whole contraption so that I would be able to plug in my various electronics and lights and fan. I have my fridge in one half of one outlet, and in the other half I have my power strip. I figured that because the outlet is next to my desk, and my desk is up against the foot of my bed, I would be better off attaching (via command hook strips) my powerstrip to the end of my bed. That way I can actually plug in and unplug my electronics as necessary. (I can’t really use my desk because my fridge is between my desk/chair and the strange built-in dresser with a giant mirror. It’s a bizarre set up.)

It may only be like 10:45pm, but I am literally falling asleep. I promise now that my internship is beginning, I will be blogging more. I should have plenty to blog about!

[km-flex]

Beautiful #celaiwest 😍😍💞💞 . . . . . . . . #nkonlineblog #naijacelebrity #naijacomedy #naijanews #bedrises #eastergoddy #easter (at London, United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bwcb7qjHotm/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=4qjf0uxonhka