All in favour of a good night’s sleep
Here we are, another reasonable weekend coming to an end, and all I can think about is how sleeping is fun. Especially when you are warm and comfortable, on a not-too-full stomach with enough hours before sunrise to keep one on task. Linear.
We’re changing our mattress. Not the air mattress from camping; that’s already done. This time around, we’re going to change that piece of base furniture that dominates a room. Of course, the bedstead can stay. We like it; solid wood with character. No, this time around we’ve decided to send our bed downstairs to replace a “now too small” singleton.
We’ve been really lucky, if the various buying guides (written by the industry) can be believed. We’re “overdue”, even though I still manage to get a solid night of sleep, regularly. Once the furnitures stores opened today, we were off to shop and spend. An insight into greed. You see, the basic mattress hasn’t changed (much) over the years, unless you include a layer of foam that belies the springs hidden inside. Pricewise, like everything else, the ante is up. It’s when you see a line of sample beds, all in a row, and you catch that the value is increasing by a heady percentage every time you shift sideways.
A good mattress shouldn’t move when person #2 joins the party (unless you want it to). A good mattress shouldn’t fold under pressure. A good mattress should last long enough for the shock of payment to have worn off. A decade is all “the industry” wants to offer now. What happened to “twenty five or life”?
We’ll do some serious shuffling of furniture two weeks from now. Until then, I can dream of sheep in a grassy field.
