(Thanks Photo Pin and Alissam for this darling example of someone who has found the perfect bed pillow.)
In Satellite Beach, Florida, folks consider themselves lucky to have a Wal-Mart store. Shopping in that area is quite limited.
If they need something, that’s where they can go, and that’s just where my son took me when I said, “I’d like to upgrade the bed pillows in your guest room.”
So, there we were in the pillow aisle, a long, tall area, stuffed with what seemed hundreds of pillows. The place looked like it had a bunch of white chickens, neatly arranged row upon row.
Tony stood, arms at his hips, his eyes searching. “Mom, how do you know which one is best?”
“What do you like in a pillow under your head? Do you want something firm or soft, bulky or thin? Maybe just pick one of these and go with it.”
He did just that. He plucked one out of the cage, took off the plastic wrap, threw it onto the floor. He lay down upon the floor and wiggled around and placed his head on it. I followed suit. We lay there in the aisle at Wal-Mart having a nice little chat test driving pillows on the floor.
Into the aisle came a couple. They looked startled by what they saw.
“Sorry,” said Tony,who sat up. “We’ve got this aisle reserved for the next half hour.”
Upon returning to Washington State, I went to the Wal-Mart pillow aisle in Colville, only to discover that the perfect pillow I’d found in Florida, the one with a bamboo covering, wasn’t available. Okay, there was one,, but it was king size and in the big collective bin of left-over pillows.
Thus, the perfect pillow search goes on. Will it ever end? Will I ever be as content with it as the little guy is with his in the picture shown above.
Smile. It’s the holidays. I hope you love your pillow.