Our blanket is the same one that we got when we first got together over 15 years ago. It is a comforter and the stitching is mostly gone, so the batting inside is all bunchy in random places. Our pillows are feather pillows that are on the other side of surviving vindictive puppies who peed on them to teach us a lesson.
Our mattress pad and fitted sheet were never meant to go on an extra deep mattress, so each night—EACH night—we wrestle both into place before going to bed. Why, I don’t know, because they just spring off in the middle of the night to snap us in the face. What’s the definition of crazy again? They are both torn and ratty.
Speaking of, our towels are just embarrassing. We have a few that are literally see-through! The real kicker is when we brought our own pillows with us to Monterey on vacation. I threw our ‘white’ pillow onto the hotel bed and was aghast at the shocking contrast between our ‘white’ and their white. I mean, they wouldn’t even use ours in a bleach commercial because the audience wouldn’t buy that our pillowcase was EVER meant to be white.
It’s all rather disgusting, and I probably shouldn’t be sharing it with the random world, but there it is. Our stuff is all old and tired. Money is pretty tight these days, but I am hoping that in spite of that we will work our way through our various linens to achieve a fresh start. We need new pillows, bedding from the bottom up, and towels. I made the first purchase this week and I can’t wait for our first night on truly clean pillows with a mattress pad that won’t cause random injuries. Doesn’t that just sound dreamy?