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February 28, 2008
That's It, I'm Moving to Sweden.
Let's take a look at the facts.
Sweden is full of atheists.
By many measures it is considered to be one of the top ten "Happiest Countries".
They invented Ikea and Swedish Meatballs.
And the Tempurpedic mattress. Which is the real subject of this entry. Last night was my first night on our new Tempurpedic bed. Aaaahhhh. Considering we've been sleeping on the same busted old Serta from Sam's Club for the last 12+ years, I think bearskins and clean rocks would have been an improvement. I'll have to give it a couple of weeks to see how it truly stacks up, but so far I'm impressed. I actually didn't sleep real well last night, but it wasn't because I was uncomfortable. In fact, being awake a lot made me appreciate how comfortable the thing was all the more. And I definitely noticed a difference in my sinuses in the morning. Suffering from lots of allergies, I generally get really grossed out when I think of the things that were probably living in our mattress. Now, I've heard conflicting reports on whether memory foam is actually better for allergies. I've heard that it's dense enough that it discourages dust mite proliferation, but I've also hear that this is not true, and that they are also suceptible to molds if the humidity is high or if they get wet. So we will probably opt for an allergen cover anyway; I figured in the face of conflicting research it certainly couldn't be any worse than what we were already sleeping on.
Another huge plus is the lack of motion transfer. Considering that I sleep next to one large perpetual motion machine and (although with decreasing frequency) one small being who likes to kick the covers off and stick her ice-cold feet down my pajama pants, this is a huge bonus. Like my own little isolation chamber.
Now if those Scandanavians could just do something about the soul-crushing endless night of winter in the Northern latitudes, I might be tempted to move there. Especially pending election results in November. We shall see.
Posted by mwashburn at February 28, 2008 07:51 AMPosted to True Stories
Comments
Picky picky. The old you was perfectly happy to sleep on that period stained number on the ice cold floor of 99 Murray. Now *that* was one nasty mattress.
Posted by: b at March 5, 2008 02:35 PM