I have bunk bed.
I am nearly grown woman with a bunk bed. (ok, so I don’t think of myself as a woman, I think of myself as a girl, but still.)
It IS an adult size bunk bed, and the bottom part is a futon. It’s a purple futon. The top part rarely gets slept on – only when cat or ash sleeps over. Then I sleep up there. Mostly I use it as a place for stuffed animals (for someone who has never actively collected stuffed animals… I sure do have a LOT of em). And it’s a good place to throw clothes, pillows, books, bags, jackets, CDs, candy wrappers, empty coke cans, toys, socks, video tapes…. well, you get the picture.
Mom hates the way I get onto the top bunk. I don’t like to use the ladder, especially when I’m not wearing shoes, because they’re just hard metal things and they HURT. So, what I do, is I grab hold of the top rail, pull myself over it and flip myself onto the bed.
There’s a big sticker on it warning against stuff like that. I can’t get that dumb sticker off.