They threw in a free pillow as well and WOW, so great!
So as far as my not realizing that things wear out...well this bed has a 20 year warranty. I WILL BE 53 when the warranty on this things wears out. What a crazy thought.I have been thinking about aging lately. Mom and John were at my house Saturday night, (it was nice to see John for a few minutes before he is deployed. ) Anyway, Mom brought me a newspaper article about a kid who I went to high school with. In my head he still looks the way I saw him last...21, young and cute. Well, he doesn't look the same now. I didn't hardly recognize him. He looks old. Not old, old, but not 21. And all of a sudden I thought; do I look old like that? I certainly don't look 21 either. James and I have changed drastically over the last 10 years. But because we see each other every day the gradual changes don't seem so noticeable. But not seeing someone for 12 years and then seeing what a difference 12 years makes was kind of a shocker. Face to face with my own mortality I guess.
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21 seems so far away! 32 was my favorite 'me' year. 40 is coming on way to fast!
The only part of growing old that really worries me is the aches and pains. I feel so differently now than even 5 years ago and I don't like the worn out, sore, tired me. I want to stay 32 forever (at least physically).
I think this is why I don't really want to go to my 40th class reunion. I look this old and I still picture all of them at 18. I probably just need to see a picture of them to see that they are all old as well. :)
I like the new bed.
As far as the age thing goes, at 23I mostly just wake up and think "Do I really have two kids?" I still think of myself as 18 sometimes and wake up as a mom instead...and feel very young and inadequate and a little lost. But then I see two happy smiling boys and realize that I am very capable of what I am doing...I just have moments here and there when I'm not so sure.
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