Name the most expensive personal item you’ve ever purchased (not your home or car).
Ah, the quest for the perfect bed, a journey that rivals the pursuit of the Holy Grail. It’s an odyssey through the land of mattresses, where comfort is king, and the price tag is the gatekeeper to the realm of restful slumber.
Let’s take a trip down the memory foam lane, where my most expensive personal purchase (excluding homes and cars) is not a dazzling piece of jewelry or a fancy gadget. No, it’s the humble yet regal bed, the throne of dreams and the sanctuary of sleep.
Twice in my life, I’ve embarked on the noble quest for the ultimate bed. These weren’t just purchases; they were sagas, tales of tossing and turning, of Goldilocks moments seeking the one that’s just right. Amazing how much thought goes into choosing a bed, considering it’s the place where we retreat from the chaos of the world.
Yet, in the grand tapestry of life, I confess to a year-long dalliance with a king-sized air mattress. Oh, the scandal! But hear me out – life was in transition, roots were in flux, and the air mattress became a whimsical emblem of transitory existence. It wasn’t just a bed; it was a statement—a declaration that life’s temporariness could be as comfortable as a well-inflated mattress.
Beds are paradoxes, aren’t they? We splurge on them, creating an entire industry dedicated to crafting the perfect cocoon of slumber. Bed stores dot the landscape like oases, and television commercials lure us with promises of sleep-induced utopia. Yet, in the grand theater of life, sleep takes the backseat.
We toil away at work, chase dreams, and rush through the maze of responsibilities only to collapse onto a couch when we get home. The bed, the pricey haven we invested in, becomes a distant mirage, often overlooked in the hustle and bustle.
It’s a curious dance, this tango with sleep. We spend a fortune on a mattress that cradles us into dreamland, yet we skimp on the time spent under its embrace. The irony is as thick as a memory foam mattress, and the metaphor is as fluffy as a down pillow.
So, there you have it – my most expensive personal purchase, a bed that’s witnessed dreams, nightmares, and the occasional late-night snack. A throne for the nocturnal adventures we all embark on, often oblivious to the grandeur of the bed that cradles our weary souls. Sleep may be a pricey affair, but oh, the stories it weaves in the silent hours of the night.
Categories: Culture, identity, mental health, Psychology, society
psychologistmimi 
i’ll Admit it Usually
i Am Truly A Cheap
Skate Dance And
Song is Practically
Free So i Indulge
All the Way
Floating on Terrestrial
Smooth Store Floors
And on Page as Well
Yet True back in 1995
Just 8 Short Months After
Purchasing an Oldest HP
Windows Computer
For 800 Bucks
i Moved Up to
A Quantex Computer/
Monitor/Printer Package for 4,000 Bucks
Really Sounds Crazy Then and Particularly
Now as We Only Spent 3,000 Dollars For the
Down
Payment
For Our Home
And that was the
Price of the Used
Car i Purchased
Previous to the one i Owned Then
A Guy At Work Said What in the World
Are you Gonna Do with 32 MB of Ram hehe
And That Speedy Still 14.4K Modem of Course
Ever Since Then i’ve Been Racing Technology
Remembering that First Work Computer in 1992
The Autodidact Ability to eventually Reach the
Golden Handcuffs of Retirement Benefits
Oh Dear
Lord how
That Investment
Then has Paid-off
The Only Thing That Kept
me in a Job in Reduction of
Forces Information Technology
A Double Edged Sword Machine and Human
That Computer A Relic Still Sits in a Tupperware
Tub in an Aging No Longer Used Shed With the
Rest of the
History
of the Machine
i Became And
The Machines i Left…
How Amazing What
A Smart Phone Will
Do Now For 25 to 30 Bucks
A Month With No Interest on the Loan
Cheap Electronic Technology Dear Miriam Less than
Two Jars of Fancy Nuts A Month at Walmart Hehe…
We Either Eat the Machine or the Machine Eats Us
Can’t
Eat It Yet
Vacations
From it Do Come..:)
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In real money terms, probably $500 for a camera with accessories, around 1972. It was an inheritance from my grandmother. I shudder to think how that works out in 2023 terms from inflation.
It is rare for me to buy a big ticket item other than an auto or auto repairs. Sometimes I’d buy nice clothes but that was 30 years ago.
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My wife and I just upgraded to a king size mattress……I have this theory that the longer people are married the bigger the mattress gets. She likes it but I’m still getting used to it. I can no longer reach across the bed and put my hand on her in the middle of the night…..alas she doesn’t mind
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We switched to a California King mattress some years ago to accommodate our two vizslas, one of which liked to sleep right up next to us and the other of which like to sleep at the foot of the bed between my feet. Both of them under the covers, of course, because vizslas …
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