Just checking back to let you all know the mattress is AWESOME!
After a year of getting to know my Boll and Branch lovely, I have to say letting go is the way to go. So if you’re holding on to old stuff–just because it’s familiar and it would be a hassle to get something new–consider the why behind the behavior.
1) If it’s broken–fix it or toss it.
2) If its no longer serving its purpose–whether its pooped out or you’ve changed–get rid of it.
3) If it brings you down mentally–or makes your body ache–gots to GO!
I’m no psycho therapist, obviously, but being on the user end of mental health techniques, I have to fully endorse reassessing the why behind behaviors. Review the new things you’ve welcomed in 2019 and apply that magic 3–not magic but common sense. At least according to the gleeful Grinch who shook things up in the most delightful way.
No, my husband is not Jim Carrey. He doesn’t have a shaggy, lime-green Grinch suit, but his insistence on taking away my Christmas comforts—all year comfort—has me cranky. Grinchy. In the mood to grouse, gripe, suspect everything, inspect and find shortcomings where none exist.
The man STOLE my mattress. You know when anyone says they just want to go home, they’re really talking about their bed. That’s their bed. Not some foreign thing that feels different, smells different, sleeps different—you get the idea.
But now, my pillow topped lovely bought at a Monkey Ward’s super sale—if you remember Montgomery Ward’s brick-and-mortar stores we should talk—is tossed out. Donated. (To whom I have no idea. Who would take a 27 year old mattress?)
The springy wonder where I bounced…
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Amen. Just like Marie Kondo says, “If it doesn’t spark joy, toss it.”
You BET!! ;^)
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