Speaking of Beds...

what, you weren't speaking of  beds?  Well, it seems we always are around here... Beds this, Beds that...

No seriously - with 5 growing children who have wreaked havoc on our joints with their climbing and their mere gestation...  beds are a serious subject.  Kids' Beds - they need 'em...  we've managed to provide them.  Guest Beds...  we have to have one because it seems we always have guests at least 12 times a year.  Our Bed... the ultimate quandry...   We even invested in a fancy shmancy dial the firmness number you prefer on your own side of the bed and all we've found out is that your "sleep number" (or at least MY number) doesn't stay the same for many days in a row.

At the end of the day I think the average person is just about thrilled to be going toward their bed with the expectation of a good nights' sleep.  So why don't I?  What is it about me that makes me terrified of crawling into that bed?  Okay, Okay - I know - a good portion of it is the vertigo issues...  so dizzy sometimes I want to hurl at the very THOUGHT of laying down.  But on an average non-vertigo day... why can't I just relax?

Perhaps there is just too much going on in that brain of mine?  Did I respond to all of my e-mail, have I written a blog post this week, what's for dinner tomorrow, is the kids' scouting stuff ready, have I packed for that trip, HOW many weeks until I go back to school/work, are you SURE my shoes aren't two sizes too small?

You know, stuff like that...

I am thinking that perhaps a little valium should do the trick.  Or maybe just getting the kids back in school and me back to a working day schedule instead of sitting her at lunch time in my morning workout clothes writing a blog post?

*******Bonus for all of you who kept reading - there are a few little links throughout the post... okay, admittedly they are all the SAME link - I'm predictable like that.  Anywhoo...  the REASON for all those little links is a nice lady named Caitlin who is sending one of my adorable (or manly) readers a nice little gift certificate (to the tune of $60)  just for being an adorable (or manly) reader... all you need to do to qualify is click on that nifty little link (any one of them will do) and along with your regularly scheduled comment - tell me what kind of wonderful way you would spend your potential windfall!  I'll give you one entry just for a normal witty comment and one entry for your fantasy shopping trip.  Don't despair - there are LOTS of connected sites - you don't HAVE to stick to bedroom type stuff on your window shopping trip!

Personally, I'm leaning toward this...

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  because what girl with vertigo doesn't need another pillow on their bed!!!

FYI - ("Your" being the FTC... so maybe I mean FTFTCI?) I was in no way compensated for this... no freebies, nada - so THAT is why it won't show up on my W78342 form at tax time.  Sometimes I just like to do nice things for my adorable (and manly) readers.

and FYotherI - for all of you - the contest begins NOW and will go through Sunday at 5 p.m. (or slightly after if I don't get home from church in time to close comments)  so comment, comment, comment, send a friend over - tweet it or whatever... it won't get you extra entries or anything, but sometimes it's just nice to be nice.

The LAST FYI - shipping charges will be charged on whatever you choose - just keep that in mind while debating between that air mattress and that set of barbells.  thanks.