The old King. I had to stand outside the bedroom to take this photo. |
When I was a kid I slept on a
bunk bed mattress. It was thin without much padding, it sat on a wire mesh
frame, and it smelled like pee. So when I got older and was living on my own,
just about anything a bit better than that felt luxurious. An old mattress on
the floor of a hippie commune, a fold out sofa bed, a cheap mattress bought
from a sketchy furniture store. I've slept on them all. The last mattress I
bought, Mark found through Groupon. We had just bought a king sized bed and
needed a king sized mattress. So Mark started researching and found the Groupon
offer. I believe we paid around seven hundred dollars for that mattress, which
I considered a lot of money. Now, exactly six years later, I am really paying
the price. The thing sags in the middle, springs poke at my back all night, and
I wake up every morning feeling like a mule kicked me. I haven't been getting
any decent sleep for nearly a year. So I insisted that we get another new bed, and I insisted that we go back to queen size. In Florida the king sized bed
made sense. We had a gigantic master bedroom, so having an acre of bed fit.
Here in this one hundred year old Chicago house we needed to grease the doorway
just to get that bed into the bedroom. Seriously, there is barely enough room
for me to get around the thing. I have to sidle all the way. Yesterday I went to
Macy's mattress department and asked the salesman to point me towards the firm
mattresses. I laid down on the first one he showed me. I was in heaven, I
nearly fell asleep right then and there. I laid there looking across towards
the side of the bed that Mark would be sleeping on. He would be awfully close
and I wondered if I could deal with him and his 'Restless Leg Syndrome'. (Oh yes, that's a real thing, and Mark goes
to town with that leg most nights.) Anyway, I loved the mattress, then I looked
at the price. I nearly shit my pants. I have never in my life paid two thousand
dollars for a bed. That was the mattress, box springs, and queen sized bed
frame. Two grand, on sale. I thought about that morning pain again and told the
salesman, "I'll take it." So at sixty eight years old I have finally
got myself a real adult bed. I better sleep like a baby or that thing goes
back. But not like when I was a baby, because I don't want it to smell like
pee.
Alan, did you forget that Dennis works for a mattress company, that would have been half the price.
ReplyDeleteI did not know that. When did he start working for a mattress company? Why didn't Mark tell me that? Can I still get it from him, because I can cancel this order.
DeleteI just purchased a "Bed in a Box" from Walmart. The box is even on wheels. $179. comfortable a heck compared to my the 23 yr old mattress from 1995 I was sleeping on.
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