Anna and I are working on a project (well, mostly she's working on it) to make it possible for me to spend a night in her bed without ending up with two days of back pain afterwards. To make that happen, she's replacing her whole bed and buying not one but two mattresses. So I get the same one I have at home, and she gets one that's absurdly hard and should not be legal to sell. Win-win!
I'm very grateful that she's going through all the trouble of replacing her whole bed just so I can sleep better when I'm staying over. Not that I ever doubted it, but this makes me feel very loved, and I'm hashtag blessed.
