My quality of life has dramatically increased thanks to immediate hot water from mixer taps, double paned windows in every building, Ecco shoes, great holidays at work and people putting their shopping in considerate lines on the conveyor belt when paying.
But one aspect of my life declined in quality when I moved in with my sambo. His bed was SHIT. Too soft. Saggy in the middle. 120cm wide - good for a single person, not great for two! It looked approximately like this:
Why did we have such an awful bed for such a long time? First we lived in a small apartment....now we have moved. Second, beds are expensive in Sweden. Like srsly. I bought what I thought was an expensive bed for myself in England, it was hand made by a small ethical company, had a great guarantee and was comfy. The bed we've just bought was FLIMMIN' FOUR TIMES MORE EXPENSIVE. Sweden wtf.
It's probably because we've actually done a common Swedish thing and bought two beds that go together with a single overlying mattress (or two). It's called a continental bed because I can only assume people on...the continent? A continent? Somewhere anyway, sleep on these kinds of beds. More bed = more mattress = more springs = more foam = more expensive.
I know it's going to be worth it. The bloody thing is so huge we can probably set up a net in the middle and play tennis. Roll on bed time...
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