I'd sell my left leg for the chance to go home and crawl into bed right. now.
Is it not the most beautiful thing you have ever seen?? Humor me and say, "YES!"
Rhonda and I had been discussing purchasing a new mattress for a good number of weeks. Saturday morning we both woke up feeling groggy and sore from much interrupted sleep on a not so comfy mattress (I'm being nice). Rhonda's first words to me after, "good morning" and "I. need. coffee." were "WE ARE GOING MATTRESS SHOPPING TO-DAY." I had no qualms with that, as I was also suffering a sore back and a case of "the grumpies" from lack of adequate rest.
We took a field trip to Gallery Furniture that afternoon. After rolling around on a few mattresses with Mattress Mac and simulating a slow-motion lesbian pillow fight on the sales floor, we were sold. Our brand new pillow-top Simmons with a thin layer of memory foam was delivered at about 4:45 yesterday. We also (finally) bought a new comforter (yes, Meesh, It matches the room beautifully!) to go with our new Beautyrest. And MY GOD, slipping into bed last night was like a drunken, naked, satin caress atop a pile of clouds and rainbows. I have fallen in love all over again; and her name is Simmons.
This morning during snuggle time, Rhonda said, "this is our wedding present to our selves." I could not agree more. Who knew a mattress could bring me more joy than an intravenous coffee drip or the smell of honeysuckle or a baby pool full of chocolate pudding?