Since last weekend I've slept on two different couches, the floor, a fold out bed at a friends house (two night's of the week), and on a few couch cushions in my stripped room (no carpet, no furniture, no nothing).

I've considered putting my bed frame together-if just for a few days before we move into our rental house-to get a goodnight's rest. 

I know it's just a house, but I feel unsettled. 

House is trashed!