Bed

B ecame uncomfortable when the sleep number slumbered, E nding the comfortable cushion under my neck, back and tush. D ecidedly, my pillow is also dead to me, with all its tossing and turning. 8/27/2019

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Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 8/28/2019 12:01:00 PM

- When you try to sleep but can't get it ... can't lie still ... "tossing and turning" ... looks at the clock and thinks about tomorrow ... the pillow is dead and the carpet too hot ... a loooong night ... a very familiar feeling, Kim :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Chris Green

Date: 8/28/2019 7:34:00 AM

Boy do I know this feeling. I'm not sure any bed has my number. : ) Nice one Kim

Jeanne Mcgee

Date: 8/27/2019 7:33:00 PM

Decidedly cleaver story!

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 8/27/2019 7:48:00 PM

Thank you, Jeanne!

Sandra Adams

Date: 8/27/2019 7:23:00 PM

funny how a bed or pillow can totally make or break a good night's sleep...never had a sleep number bed for fear it would fizzle out like an air mattress on a camping trip...good write :) hugs

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 8/27/2019 7:48:00 PM

Thanks, Sandy! And you would be right!