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August 28, 2015
Five different mattresses in three weeks is a lot at this age. Not that I really notice it physically; it's the moving around that's annoying. The inconvenience of packing and unpacking and repacking and schlepping stuff up and down stairs (well, I do only the light schlepping) and loading and unloading cars and driving (oh god the driving!) and parking (oh god the parking!) and needing to be attentive to other people's styles and needs, even walking on eggshells sometimes, never quite the right morning coffee, feeling like what the hell, I'm too old for this shit. Except I'm not.