I Knew This Day Would Come

I knew this day would come. No, I'm not dying. Well, yes, aren't we all?

No, I'm referring to my need for a new mattress. My old one has been killing me of late. Every morning I awake to an aching back. It's very painful and the mattress has outlived its usefulness.

Now, I must do research as to the best replacement so I can finally enjoy a decent night's sleep. That in itself is a rarity. Ever try having a peaceful sleep with the bedroom window open? It's impossible...car alarms, garbage trucks which feel the need to empty garbage cans at 7:00 in the morning, sharp. Kids going to school and other traffic. Morons honking their car horns to get someone's attention. What a world.

So, one of these days soon, I'm off to buy a new mattress. If I put this off too much longer, I believe I'll be spending a great deal of time on my sofa.