Figure out the firmness you like. IKEA skews, IME, to the harder. And my Dad bought the one IKEA mattress I had so it was super firm and I loathed it. Which sucks given I slept on it for about 15 years. But they might have other options and the guy that would probably happily sleep on a slab of wood just chose something he liked. Or you might like Crazy Firm.
Lie on them. See what is comfy. And stay there for more than a minute. Mattresses are expensive, will stay with you a long time and you spend a bunch of time there. Take some time to pick something you'll be happy to own.
I have an irrational (and it is) hatred of IKEA mattresses but only because mine wasn't comfy to me for so long. Which was probably down to the wrong person choosing it. I can see that now. It certainly held up well and was still in good shape when I gave in and got a new, better for me, mattress.
Cat claws have no traction on tile floors. I am cruel for laughing but it's kinda hilarious. Puppycat can't corner at speed.
You can't blame yourself for laughing at Puppycat. Blame cartoons.
I did a 30 minute yoga video this morning and then a few weight exercises. Where's my gold star?
Laura is the best.
Laundry is in the wash. I turned the water on, added the soap, and then almost forgot to put the clothes in. Which is still better than TCG, who doesn't seem to understand the concept at all. I do all the laundry, which is fine because he does a lot of stuff I can't do around the house. Last night he mentioned he needed some pants washed, but when I asked him if they were in the hamper, he said no. I don't mind doing the laundry, but I'm not looking through his closet to decide what needs to be washed or not.
No call or text back. I am going to yoga on faith at 23 degrees. Faith is cold.
Faith is overrated and should bring me some warm socks.
My relatives on facebook are so annoying. My aunt(you might remember her because my mother snarked that she died years ago and nobody told her body...I come by it honestly, anyway) posted this long, defensive update about Southern culture, etc. My aunt is not southern, but she is married to, say, a Lieutenant Colonel(sp?) or something like that. Somehow, it annoys me that she doesn't make the connection from that to the level of, you know, hospitality and whatnot she gets from the lovely people on the base in Tennessee. (Not that they are not polite people...I'm just thinking the officer's wife isn't going to get the usual newbie reception.)
Seems like appropriation...and of the worse kind. If you're going to embrace the Ashley Wilkes, seems to me you have to make room in your head to deal with the Boyd Crowders too. But I don't know much more about the South then from reading, or from Southernistas, but I doubt there's just one "southern experience", even if we desert-dwellers point to Alabama statistics to make ourselves feel better.
I don't know why this gets to me...phonebanking North Carolina does not give me a dog in this fight...
