I looked back to see when I posted the (rather boring, I'm sure) entry regarding The Great Mattress Experiment. The date was June 25th. I had hoped we would make it at least three months. I'd say we will, we won't have much choice, but things are definitely changing in the world of air.
Once we got the amount of air figured out- a little compromise and a lot of give and take, I can honestly say that thing slept like a dream. Very comfortable. No more back pain. Even my left hip sighed in relief. We would have to periodically add air (not much, just a little about every week), but other than that. it has held up well. In the last few weeks, however, the husband and I have noticed that although holding the air is not a problem, the flattening of the mattress is... in other words, it seems like the sides are trying to bulge out while the middle sinks in. Not by a whole lot and the mattress is still quite firm, but enough that you almost feel like you could be lying on the edge of a softly, sloped ditch. And last night especially, I noticed that when the man of the house came to bed, I felt like I was perched on one of those big, fluffy balloon-type things that people will use to launch another person into a high flying leap into a lake. Plus, my hip hurt all night. I did not sleep well.
Thus the reason for another rather boring post about air mattresses.
Oh well. We are in no position to look for something else. I'm not even sure how the water bill will get paid this week. The husband has unexpectedly went from working every week to working every other week and I can assure you that a mattress (air or no air) will not be on our priority list. I told somebody the other day that it seems like we take a few steps forward only to be knocked back about five. My first thought this morning as I rubbed the dull ache in my leg was about a particular check that has been floating around in that space between writing it and clearing it... if it's gonna hit the bank anytime soon, it will most definitely be this week.
Who's up for more Hamburger Helper?
That would be us. Tired of the same old-same old and yet very grateful for what we have. Not as much as some, but more than a few. God always provides. Milk. Bread. Coffee. Cream. Even the air for our great experiment and the electricity to power up the pump. Thank you, Lord, for even that.
You have definitely made this one interesting life.
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It does seem as though your path is bumpy, doesn't it? We went through a period like that, I'm sure I've told you, that lasted five or six years. I still don't know how we made it without losing our good credit. I kept looking for that light at the end of the tunnel. It was so hard to stay optimistic, and yet I knew I had to because if I get down, Cliff gets down even more. It's my job to make sure he doesn't worry. So at every unexpected turn, I would say, "Oh well, what's the worst that can happen? We lose our house? Is that such a big deal? The kids are grown, it's just you and me, and we have each other. We've never gone hungry in our lives, and if worse comes to worse there are food stamps."
While trying to bolster his spirits, I lifted my own.
I prayed a lot back then, too. A lot more than I do now. I mean genuine, sitting on the floor for half an hour or more praying. Nowadays I mostly pray "on the hoof".
We found ourselves in a similar situation before the hubby found a new job. But even now with a job out of state and hotel bills, life isn't grand. Hang in there and eventually things will turn around.
Same to you, TARYTERRE. =)
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