Yesterday was a beautiful day weather-wise with temps about 70°F (21°C) under clear skies; today is supposed to be even warmer. I haven’t had a shot in two weeks and I am feeling the effects so I suppose I should get my ass in gear and get it done. Sunday, unless more tragedy falls into my life, I will definitely go shooting. Saturday, Jeremy is coming by for a few minutes and the Lady Vols play their first NCAA tournament game, therefore I will be hanging around the house most of the day.
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Other than the weather fairing up, this hasn’t been the best week of my life journey. First we were worried sick about Keegan and are still not at ease with him so close to the escaping fission artifacts in Japan. Then another personal problem fell on me like a ton of brick, but I suppose, like most adversities I’ve faced over the years, I can overcome it or at least learn to deal with it. Man, I just can’t say enough about getting old.
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Geriatric Genius! We finally were able to get rid of our old and broken mattress. The springs in the old one began breaking a few years back, all on my side of the bed, of course. It had gotten to the point where I was forced to sleep very near the middle of the queen size bed but Carolyn always claimed the center so it left me but little room to even turn over. Last evening the new mattress arrived and it was in a bag. Yep, we went in debt and bought one of the foam mattresses similar to the ones advertised on TV. You know the commercials where everyone smiles after getting the most comfortable and restful sleep of their life on a hunk of foam rubber. So, after spending a night on the foam, here is my verdict: The damn thing works. I was surprised at the amount of gentle support and I slept more comfortably than I have in 20 or more years. The body-conforming foam does remove the pressure points that cause me to awaken every hour or so to turn over. For the first time in ages, Carolyn awoke without a backache.
Now we have to come up with new sheet sets; the old mattress was a quality brand and was nine inches thick; the new foam one is 11 inches thick and none of our fitted sheets fitted.
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Have a wild and crazy weekend, my friends.
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Other than the weather fairing up, this hasn’t been the best week of my life journey. First we were worried sick about Keegan and are still not at ease with him so close to the escaping fission artifacts in Japan. Then another personal problem fell on me like a ton of brick, but I suppose, like most adversities I’ve faced over the years, I can overcome it or at least learn to deal with it. Man, I just can’t say enough about getting old.
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Geriatric Genius! We finally were able to get rid of our old and broken mattress. The springs in the old one began breaking a few years back, all on my side of the bed, of course. It had gotten to the point where I was forced to sleep very near the middle of the queen size bed but Carolyn always claimed the center so it left me but little room to even turn over. Last evening the new mattress arrived and it was in a bag. Yep, we went in debt and bought one of the foam mattresses similar to the ones advertised on TV. You know the commercials where everyone smiles after getting the most comfortable and restful sleep of their life on a hunk of foam rubber. So, after spending a night on the foam, here is my verdict: The damn thing works. I was surprised at the amount of gentle support and I slept more comfortably than I have in 20 or more years. The body-conforming foam does remove the pressure points that cause me to awaken every hour or so to turn over. For the first time in ages, Carolyn awoke without a backache.
Now we have to come up with new sheet sets; the old mattress was a quality brand and was nine inches thick; the new foam one is 11 inches thick and none of our fitted sheets fitted.
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Have a wild and crazy weekend, my friends.
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