What’s at your fingertips in bed?
Now I bet you all jumped to all sorts of images and wild conclusions based on the title of this post. Puleeze, people! I’m talking about what’s on your nightstand. Get your mind out from between the sheets. That’s for a totally different blog post, probably not written by me.
I think what is on a person’s nightstand says a lot about them. Even the tiny details or bits of clutter reveal fascinating tidbits. In the effort of full disclosure and honesty, I’ll show you a few nightstands in our house, starting with my own.
First you might notice that this is a TV table. I don’t even have a nightstand. I’ve wanted to get matching nightstands for our master room for over a decade. All in good time! So, in the ‘meantime’, I’m using this TV tray and will likely soak my dentures on it next to my clap-on-clap-off lamp I’ll eventually have when I’m 112 years old.
Items on my table:
Of course there is a stack of books. My water bottle, which is pretty much never out or arm’s reach. A couple pair of reading glasses because even though I’m not 112, I am 42 and sometimes I need a little boost for the peepers. A little notebook and various writing utensils for bouts of inspiration. I see a green therapy band. I have this here to remind me to do my shoulder exercises. This has never worked. I have some tissue because I have allergies. I see a time-improvement ribbon from one of my kids’ swim meets. Not sure why that’s there. I also see that I have my fingerless, cashmere gloves w/ the darling vintage buttons here. You know, it may be 108 degrees in Texas right now, but hey, the weather can turn on a dime! Honestly, these should be put away but I love them. They remind me of a fantastic writing week with my besties, so they can stay there. Oh, there are two cords that always stay there, one for my kindle and the other for my phone.
Books in my stack:
Since most of you who read my blog, (all 8 of you) are writers, I know you want to see which books sleep next to me at night. I’ve read all of these books, some multiple times, except the one my son keeps pestering to me to read. It’s probably time to move these to the book shelf so I can start a new stack. Although, some of them will make their way back to my nightstand eventually. From top to bottom, with links because I’m helpful that way:
Insurgent by Veronica Roth
Break Into Fiction by Mary Buckham and Diana Love
Deadly Farce by Jennifer McAndrews
Dark Life by Kat Falls (son’s book)
Tangled by Erica O’Rourke
What does my nightstand tell you about me? I’d like to think it shows I’m prepared for an allergy attack and writing inspiration, am well hydrated, am sentimental, don’t get hung up on details like having to have a ‘perfectly’ decorated room and that I have amazing taste in books!
Here’s a photo of my husband’s nightstand, a real nightstand that is actually part of a bedroom set from my parents who divorced about 34 years ago. You see why matching nightstands are on my wish list?
His stuff is mainly little things the kids have made, a cup of coins, a book our son wants him to read (he’s big on having us read the books he loves), letter opener, leatherman knife thingy. Mainly though, it’s those 2 cords, one for his phone and the other for his iPad. What this tells me is that he clearly needs a picture of me at his bedside? What the heck?
And here’s a peek at my 11 year old daughter’s bedside table.
In the back is a copy of the school newspaper in which she was a contributor, various water sources, pens and paper, (a girl can’t live without a feather bird pen, it’s a rule!), clock and iPod docking thingy, CDs and her CD/Karaoke player. Does this tell you anything about Delaney?
I’d show you my two teenage sons’ bedside collection but honestly, let’s not go there. That would be way over-sharing and uber-embarrassing. Their rooms … ~shudder~
What do you think? Do you think our nightstands tell you anything about us? What does yours say about you? Share with me in the comments what you have at arm’s reach while you’re in bed. (Keep it clean—Family blog!) ~grin~