I'm late, I'm late, I'm late, for a very important date…

Sorry folks that nice young man from the bed company, Easy Rest, adjustable sleep system was here to demonstrate and sell his product for three hours so we just finished eating dinner. I told them that I knew we could not afford to purchase one of their beds because I thought they were a few thousand dollars and I was wrong. They are several thousand dollars. The salesman Augustine Robles was sincerely a nice fella. Although, all the information he left for us and no address or phone number for us to contact the company, only his cell phone number. Oh wait, I Googled the company, but of course here’s the site with the phone number: http://get.easyrest.com/index3.php?Offer=W37&KeyCode=HLM-FI-OLS&num=1.800.695.5079 It is evident to me that although they had several payment plans, but we told him that the last bed we bought was for a tenth of the price for his bargain bed and we only buy what we can afford; we were definitely not his appropriate target audience for his sale. In a way it was a shame, since the product is an excellent product and had heat and massage as well as the ability to move your head your neck hear back whatever your legs etc. into comfortable sleeping, reading, eating were TV watching positions. The price ranges from his quotes for the superior or supreme one started at just a few hundred over $9000. The bargain without many bells or whistles not much better than a flat bed was over $3000. Our last bed that we bought after the hurricane I shopped and found the best price for it at the Sam's Club it is Sealy Posturepedic pillow-top king size mattress that replaced our soaking wet one after the hurricane, most wanted to charge thousand dollars but Sam's only charged $700 for the same mattress; what a bargain that was back in 2004 December. Sure the prices are higher now, although I do occasionally look when we are in there and the pricing seems to be pretty much the same on those mattresses, even today, and now I understand they deliver them. Back then I why did tied to the roof the Blazer, but they told me it wasn't safe and so I had a have Hubby come back with me after he got off work with the boat trailer to schlep it home. Yes that boat trailer came in handy for most of the rebuild on this house, and it transported bathtubs and toilets; you on name it! Actually, when I think back their reasoning for not allowing a king size mattress to ride on the roof of a small SUV was not only wise but logical in the long run, since I would look like Sister Bertrille, you know Sally Field, flying nun? Yes, that king sized mattress had probability factor and I would've created quite a stir riding down route 41 with the possibility of becoming airborne was not unjustified and to their way of thinking… Although, at the time, I was annoyed, after much thought I did realize that they were right. Mind you, I was eight years younger then and it wasn't from lack of trying to change their minds believe me that time I was definitely wrong. Moving on… It frightens me how sad I really must be for I spoke an awful lot, not surprising you say, yes, I have confessed that I write the way I talk and I talk the way I write. Verbosity is me, and sadly the older I get the more long winded I seem to become. I suppose it is a good way to make sure my lungs are functioning, after all, up until a little over six years ago they had more smoke than air in them… Singing is an excellent way to make sure that your lungs are doing what they're supposed to do and if I had my druthers I would be singing all day long. But sadly, when you don't do something for a long time, like any fine instrument, it would need a fine tuning and someone with better hearing than me or Hubby to determine that the tune is and in tune, aha! It seems that both of us from loud music or loud machinery have some slight deficits. I swear I am this far, I'm putting my thumb my pointer fingers about a quarter inch from one another, of being the next Helen Keller; if only I could be as smart bright and cheerful and happy and wonderful and she was, nah it's not gonna happen they broke the mold with her. At the age of 12 I read, The Miracle Worker and they do believe it changed me in ways that have helped me over the years understand true compassion. Many books have that effect that's why reading such a wonderful thing and I'm sure not like many children in the beginnings of my reading times in life I only read what I enjoyed and why not? Oh, that's right required reading for school… I see that the time is running away from me and so as much as I still have something to say, tomorrow is another day. Please allow me to wish you all a very happy good night and ask you kindly to count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too! And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!