Things are working out

Yesterday I got my memory foam mattress topper; I get them for all our mattresses.  This twin bed I got was a pretty cheap one.  With the topper on it, I am sleeping like a queen, it's so comfy.  

When I went to crawl into bed with Cliff yesterday morning, my side of the bed was still made!  Obviously he didn't do any tossing and turning.  When he woke up beside me, he said, "I don't think I got up even one time last night."

Bingo!  I figured I might have been the cause of our meetings in the night at the bathroom door, and apparently I was.  This morning I peeked in "his" bedroom after I got up and again, the bed was still made on my side, not a wrinkle in it.  That isn't why I peeked in, though; I was checking to make sure he was still alive.  You might think I'm joking, but when you get to a certain age and still have your spouse with you, it's something you just do; Cliff sometimes checks on me, too.

In my last entry I mentioned worrying a bit about Cliff not being able to rouse me if he woke up needing any kind of help in the night, since he's at one end of the trailer house (deaf as a post) and I'm at the other; he has a few health issues.  A long-time Internet friend from the old AOL Journal days, Carlene, suggested I get a baby monitor.  I haven't gotten one yet, but that will solve the problem perfectly, and I'll bet I could get a used one for very little money on Facebook Marketplace. 

As for Gabe, I decided I can't sleep well with him in bed with me.  Cliff reminded me that we had an old pet taxi out in the garage that's the perfect size for my dog, so he sleeps in that now, although if I wake up at 3:30 and go back to bed, I let him out to join me for the last hour or so of my time in bed.  His big kennel is still in Cliff's room; that's where I put him if we are going someplace for a few hours, and it's still the one he takes refuge in if it thunders, or if he hears something that sounds like a gun.

Here's another thing:  I moved the Bose into my room.  It seldom got any use in the living room, but now I listen to three or four CDs as I go to sleep.  I already had a TV there, but I don't like going to sleep to the sound of a television.  I mentioned to my husband that I needed a clock and another Alexa; he told me to just take the Echo Show from the kitchen in there and I'd have both in one package; he gets good ideas sometimes.  I still need a bedside table with a couple of drawers, but I found a cheap used one on Marketplace that's exactly what I need if the lady ever answers my message, and she lives within 15 miles of us.  So I'm pretty well set up.  Cliff's bedroom gets neater all the time because I keep moving my "stuff" out.

I got my hair cut yesterday and picked up the few groceries we needed.  I was excited to actually buy some chuck roast, which is something I had given up on ever buying again!  Price Chopper had it on sale for $3.99 a pound.  Still ridiculous, but I took the plunge and spent $19.00.  There are two small roasts in the package; they will be a real treat, one at a time.  When Cliff and I first got married, you could get chuck roast for 39 cents a pound.  

  Autumn seems to have arrived for good, and I'm fine with that; this is the time of year I used to be depressed, but thanks to a tiny pill I was prescribed this summer, I am NOT depressed.  Just think, I could have had much nicer winters in the past, had I known there was something to help me.  

But now... 

Life is good.