A friend of mine, between jobs and between cities, has been staying with me for the last few months. While it’s been lovely to chat with someone in the evenings and have a person there when I got home from work, I’ve lived happily alone for the last three years. So when I dropped my friend off at the airport this morning for the next leg of their adventure, I was pretty excited to get back to my own, blessedly empty, house.
That’s where the idea for the following photos came from. A bit of celebrating in my now empty spare room. But once I started jumping on that lumpy old bed, I couldn’t stop. It was *so* much fun! No wonder kids are constantly getting in trouble for it.
The first photo is the clearest one I got. I forgot to change the settings to action shot, but I loved the way this one turned out. However, I absolutely had to post the others because they capture how much pure fun I was having.
Next time you have a chance, I’d definitely recommend a little jumping on the bed!
For more fun, click the kiss.