I hate to buy big-ticket items. My inner accountant and competency monitor goes into panic mode at the thought of buying anything that costs more than $200. It doesn’t matter how badly I need it.
Then too, there’s whole am-I really-competent-to-buy-a-new-car-or-a-washing-machine-question? It’s not like I buy one frequently enough to feel like I have a handle on the bells and whistles and ins and outs and how it’s done. I am not just not experienced enough in this area. I feel a bit like I’m being asked to perform surgery with an anatomy book and pocket knife.
My current mattress is over 15 yrs old. The cover fabric is worn out and shredding. It sags in the middle so that if you are trying to sleep on one edge you will roll into the middle anyway. There is a spring that is working its way through all the padding and sometimes pokes me in the side.
Clearly it is time to get a new one.
Sticker Shock!!! Get a paper bag, quick, OMG, we’re going to hyperventilate into outer space! Pant, pant, pant…couldn’t you just buy that cute blouse instead and forget about a bed? Why do you need one anyway? You can sleep on the floor, right? Better still… You can make your own. You’re good at making things. That would be so much easier, really, and cheaper. Please, please don’t make me do this.
Deep breath… Today I bought a new mattress. I hope it will be comfy as this: