While out and about today I decided to buy some pillows for my couch. The pillows came in a set of two and I was only able to find one set. I preferred two sets, but since they didn’t have another, I settled for one and figured I would assess the situation when I got home.
In an attempt to almost fully experience the new pillows, I fluffed all of the cushions on the couch and put the other pillows to the side. I did not, however, take the two pillows – which were tied together – out of their packaging.
A little later on I was chatting with MiniMe and D-Dog when MiniMe posed a question, “Why do you still have those pillows in their packaging?” “I’m not sure I’m going to keep them.” “You should,” MiniMe advised. “They’re cute and your other pillows are, well, they’ve seen better days.” “Easy,” I told her. “Those old pillows are just like me.” “I can’t wait to hear this comparison,” D-Dog excitedly commented. “They may not be the best looking, but they’re really good to cuddle up with, super comfy.”
That probably isn’t the best comparison, but as I looked at the old pillows I noticed some of their bits weren’t where they used to be – the batting bulgedin some places and was non-existent in others. The firm shape they once had is now soft and cooshy. In spite of these signs of aging, the pillows still have a draw. They’re comfy, cozy, easy to wrap your arms around and quickly bounce back into shape when company is coming. Forget being an old hag, I’m going to be an old pillow.