Today, though, I was sorely tempted. Yesterday, we had delivered wonderful new beds for all the rooms at A Butler's Manor -- sumptuous Sealy Posturepedic Titanium 800 coil mattresses that are as thick and yummy as a fine custard. (Okay, sorry about the metaphor; I'm writing this near dinner time.) Lovely plush mattresses, made up with our heavenly Comphy sheets...oooh, I could just crawl into one of them now.
But before we made them, I went into Oak Knoll (with its nice high ceiling) with the intention of kicking off 45+ years of ingrained "thou shalt nots" and trying the bed for bounceability but...nope. Can't do it. Can still hear Mom's voice in my ear. I probably require years of therapy.
Trampolines are made for jumping; beds like these are made for wonderful rest and rejuvenation. These ones are sublime. To paraphrase George at the Men's Wearhouse, "You're gonna like the way you sleep. I guarantee it."
Come check them out!
Quote of the Day: Sleep is the best meditation. --Dalai Lama