Sunday, October 24, 2010
Working has one big advantage over not working. I get paid. With this new found wealth I decided to buy another matress but Maggie had already made it clear that she wasn't happy with simply wasting the money we'd paid on the new viscoelastica. She was for toughing it out.
Cowardice and stealth seemed to be the order of the day. So I arranged with my old boss to buy another matress, a mix of springs and memory foam, at cost price. Delivery became a little complicated but I found someone with a van and I spirited the new matress into the house whilst Maggie was out. The new matress to our bed, the old but new matress to the guest bedroom and the now redundant guest matress to the garage - carefully stored should it need to be brought out of retirement.
Maggie didn't notice the change as she went to bed. This morning she complained of aching bones.
I suspect that the conclusion to this story will not be to my credit.