Retail Therapy

We finally bought our new mattress. If you haven't purchased a mattress lately, all I can say is "Yuck! Buying a mattress is every bit as unpleasant as purchasing a used car."

I actually walked out of one mattress store because the sales person wouldn't give me the price of any of the merchandise, he insisted on following me around and saying things like, "this one will run you about blah-blah-blah dollars." I looked him in the face and told him that if he couldn't provide me with actual prices, I had no intention of shopping in his store.

Today, Robb and I went out to buy our mattress and to do a little shopping. We made short trips, and Robb used a shopping cart as if it were his walker. Robb has become very good at finding places to sit down in stores. But we probably over-did it, again.

I'm looking forward to getting a handicapped parking tag, so that I don't have to leave Robb by the front door and then go hunting for a parking space.

I had hoped that Robb and I could go for a short walk at the Aquatic Park in Berkeley, but it rained all day. Oh well.