I’m in the south. But it doesn’t feel like the south. It has been cold. And so in my third year here, I can’t stick to my normal routine. It was the best thing that ever happened to me.
I sleep on a double air mattress. It’s a system I made up myself after traveling so long. I have a queen mattress and a single. The single works well for when I’m on the road the queen works well because it makes like a couch with the twin.
One day I stripped all the bedding. It was a beach day and so I thought I’d launder everything fresh. When I returned home that evening, I noticed the queen had deflated somewhat. That’s strange I thought.
After careful search, I could not find a leak. The blinds had even left open and that day it almost reached 80 degrees. Maybe it had expanded and caused a seam leak. I would inflate it again and search.
I only have a lighter inflator so I drag my queen air mattress to my van. Now mind you I’m on the second floor. Of an apartment complex. Carrying this mattress by myself.
To make a long story short, this went on for six days. Finally, on a Sunday I say I’m taking this mattress out leaning it against the van and in the sunlight I’m going to find this leak. There it was, a pinhole. I was so proud of myself as I patched it and thought my problems were over!
That night I returned home to find it was still leaking. Somewhere else. By now I feel like I’m sleeping in a waterbed. I’m kind of getting used to it. But becoming very frustrated by it.
Yesterday was very windy. It’s actually the day that same wind is blowing the huge storm up the Eastern seaboard. It’s cold and windy. A miserable day. As evening came and I was going out for a walk, I knew I couldn’t blow up the mattress and carry it in that wind. I’ll just put it in the van and wait til nightfall to blow it up.
I didn’t blow it up. I slept on one firm mattress. And slept very well. I dreamed about what I feared most and let it go. I’m actually still laying here, writing. I didn’t want to lose this moment. I want solid underneath me. I want no instability. I want to know what’s holding me up is strong. And I’m letting go of anything that requires me to fill it up everyday. So that it works for me.
The most beautiful air mattress story ever. Ask for miracles and you will receive them. Just not in the way you planned.
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