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Funny thing about bedtime.

When you’re a kid, bedtime feels like a punishment for a crime you didn’t commit. You’re engaged in something, whether it be playing, reading, watching TV, and all of a sudden, the parents announce bedtime, and the activity comes to a screeching halt.

No surprise then, that the very first step to independence most of us take when we get older, is that we go to bed when WE choose to.

Decades pass, and we discover that bedtime is something to look forward to, and to relish the process of settling in for a good night’s sleep.

A few years ago, we indulged in a Tempur-Pedic mattress, and it was the best purchase we’ve ever made.

Now, I slip partway under the comforter and just stretch out, as the memory foam contours perfectly, affording unrivaled support and comfort.

The last thing I do before rolling on my side to drift into sleep is to insure my feet are both fully and completely under that comforter.

I’m not here to tell you that leaving a foot dangling out from under the comforter might invite the steely grip of a cold, dead hand, intent on dragging me under the bed to be shredded into bite sized morsels for the undead thing that lives under there, no, not at all.

I’m just saying you can bet your ass both my feet will be well placed beneath that comforter before sleep arrives, that’s all.

Sleep well…

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