All Things Anne

It’s true, folks. For a while there, I was a wriggling snake, not all pretty to look at, either (I had just woken up). You see, and I didn’t for a little bit, this morning I woke up around 7:45. I lay in bed for about fifteen minutes, then decided to get up. Second thing you need to know is, on the end of my bed I have this bookshelf, and on it I keep my little jewelry box, which has my alarm clock on top of that. To the right is a little green resin box given to me by our dentist at my graduation (and in case you’re wondering, no, I don’t keep teeth in it). On top of the green resin box is a relief of a couple leaves and nuts, and it has a perfect little dip thing, which I perch my glasses on while I’m sleeping.
So this morning, I threw off my covers. Since I had dug out another blanket due to the decline in outside temperature, and it was longer than the one I’d been using, it flipped up and knocked my glasses down.
The third thing you need to know is that I sleep on a bunk bed. The top bunk. Between the end of the bookshelf and the wall is about five inches. I looked down, and didn’t see anything. I hoped my glasses fell and lit on Beth’s bookshelf. I jumped down. Nope. I peeked over her bookshelf, and saw them. (I’m nearsighted, so I couldn’t see them from my bunk.) In the very furthest corner. How nice.
That is when I transformed into a snake.
Under Beth’s bed, between the bar and the floor, is probably eight or so inches (actually, it’s 7 and a half. I just measured), which is exactly enough to wiggle under. It is a good thing I’m no thicker than I am. I wiggled under there, rescued my errant glasses, and wiggled back out. Of course, wiggling out is a lot harder than wiggling in. But I got the important thing–my glasses–in one piece!