Tuesday, August 6, 2019
My wife has a thing about pillows. I will try my best to explain, but I don’t have it figured out myself.
We have lots of pillows on our bed. Mrs. C has about eight. I have I think six. I only use two, but that would make the bed too unbalanced so I have six, I think, maybe it is four or five…
Mrs. C does not use all eight pillows at the same time, they all just have different purposes, even though they are all basically the same.
She used six for watching TV, the other two are on the floor next to her holding up her computer power cord. If she falls asleep with six pillows it is only short term.
When she is ready to turn in for the night, she uses four pillows to sleep on, two pillows go to the end of the bed and the cord holding pillows are moved for what reason I do not know.
I sleep on two pillows and the other four are just scrunched up out of my way.
Mrs. C takes a nap in the day when I retreat to my basement lair to watch TV, exercise on my Total Gym machine, and practice guitar. She naps on my pillows, always turning one up vertical resting against the other five pillows. Always the same pillow.
The other day, as a test as I retreated downstairs I grabbed her vertical resting pillow saying,
“I’m going to need this downstairs.”
“I don’t think so!” As she grabbed one end and hung on for life.
“You have at least thirteen pillows, I need this one downstairs.”
“No you don’t, your just being a jerk.”
“No, I need this pillow!” (I was just being a jerk).
“DON’T MESS WITH MY PILLOWS!!”
Do you remember the “Exorcist?” Scary movie right? Not as scary as messing with Mrs. C’s pillows.
I didn’t really need it anyway.