Well, this is a first for me and possibly for you.
I am more of a visual person and posting a blog without a picture is just ... well...against the law!
I guess in Jana's law.
I love to see a picture with words.
I think I used my Childs Picture Bible until I got married! But, to walk in my bedroom and take a picture of an old, dilapidated pillow...well...just couldn't do it.
( it really ain't pretty)
So, here's my story.
It's bedtime.
We are going to bed.
I get distracted with some picking up and putting away and by the time
I take out my contacts,
brush my teeth,
wash my face,
put on my eye cream and lotion,
well...my Ray Ray is fast asleep. It was a long day.
So, I take some time to put on more lotion.
Strange thing that women over the age of 40 do alot.
Then I surf a few channels and get caught up in a mystery and about an hour later, I am ready to get some sleep.
I have two pillows.
One for my head.
One for inbetween my legs.
I started doing that for comfort when I was pregnant 27 years ago and I seriously cannot sleep without it there.
The one that goes inbetween my legs is my most favorite earthly possesion. It is a pillow that Ray Ray bought my for Chrismas about five years ago and it is the softest pillow....EVER.
And the pillowcase is from some sheets I bought years ago from TJ Maxx and they are just soft.
I mean so soft.
I mean hugging this pillow is a spiritual experience.
I mean really, if this pillow was missing I would cry.
I would grieve.
I once loaned it to my Daughter in law
to hug on while she was in labor and the week it was gone, I hardly slept at all.
So back to that night. I reach for my pillow and it isn't there.
A different pillow is in it's place. I look all around.
Well, it's dark. I feel all around.
I can't find it.
Panick.
I keep feeling and oh....no....the worst possible thing....it's under Ray Ray's head. He accidentally took my pillow. He accidentally took my pillow!!!
I seriously was starting to have heart palpitations.
I didn't know what to do.
He was so tired and just having such a peaceful sleep with my, my, special love pillow and I can't sleep without it snuggled inbetween my legs and up near my chest and me hugging it. So...the battle begins in my mind.
Me: I can't sleep without it.
me: But, he's had such a long day and you don't want to wake him up.
*crickets*
Me: If you pull it out and switch it really quickly, he might not even notice.
me: He would notice.
*crickets*
Me: I need that.
me: He's having such a good time with it.
Me: I'm not gonna sleep good and I'll be so tired in the morning.
me: He has to work all day and don't you want him to have a better nights sleep more than you?
Me: Yes.
*more crickets*
me:Yes.
So, I left the pillow under his precious sleeping head.
I took the substitute pillow and got as comfortable as I could and eventually drifted off to sleep.
And I did sleep.
And I wasn't tired in the morning.
And I was surprised.
( really surprised)
And when I was making up the bed the next morning, I made sure the pillow was put back on my side. I guess I can do without it. But, until it completely falls apart, I don't want to!
