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TAKE IT LYING DOWN

Today's "movie" was a 90 minute trip to Macy's in Palm Desert to make the final decision on a new mattress.

Our "old" mattress is 16 year's old. 6 years over the guarantee.

John had prepped for it. Our options were narrowed by the fact that we have a bed with wood slots. Our old bed was slatted too. European beds.

So we came down to just a few options. No inner spring needed.

Simmons Beauty Rest. Separate coils. We took the just a but softer than firm.

Ten year guarantee. We looked at a 20 year warranty bed which was pretty nice but I will be 95 when it runs out.

We are beginning to hit things which we don't need so much because we will be dead. Or, in the case of a bed, probably in need of an oldster model. Adjustable with straps to tie me down. Two of them. The adjustable don't come in king size. California King.

I don't know but it was almost a thousand dollars more for the 20 year.

We had a nice low pressure saleslady. The pressure was there but nicely applied. You could feel it but her sales skills were all soft landing. It was mattresses after all.

And we get it tomorrow. A small opening in the schedule and we took it. First thing in the morning.

This all started because we thought Booker was straining a bit to jump up on the old one. But we have only lost two inches for him,

Do you remember when we wouldn't let him get up there? Poor Franklin. He was a no big bed dog. But he never wanted to go in it so he didn't.

We also bought a warranty which protects against water damage. There is a cover applied when we get the bed which is impervious. Not plastic. You can pour a pitcher of water on it and it won't go in.

I just hate shopping. And of course Macy's is in a huge mall and of course there were thousands of people there, it being the holiday week. School is out and everyone else. But the bed department was very peaceful. Only one other guy.

John had done footwork so we didn't have to spend a long time. But we did lie down on everything and spend time on the firm versus the plush. Not a lot of difference but you could feel it. We got the plush. I thought of my old chiropractor and told John that the red alert bell must be going off in her office right now. But she is in Cambridge MA and can't touch me.