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Monday, April 21, 2014

The Perfect Job



 
A few days ago Mrs. Chatterbox informed me that our mattress needed flipping.
      
“Why?” I asked.
      
“We’re wearing trenches into our mattress and need to turn it over.”

For one reason or another, we didn’t get around to flipping our mattress that day, but later that evening, after climbing into bed and noticing we both appeared to be sinking into the mattress, I came up with a brilliant idea. Read about it (here).