Oh, as long as we're keeping track, plenty of aches and pains getting out of bed. A hot bath didn't seem to help. Don't they talk about old people getting aches and pains as they age? You get up in the morning feeling crappy, the aches and pains eventually going away as the day progresses until one day they don't? Or is it the change in the weather this morning or my mattress? I've debated buying one of those adjustable soft to hard mattresses they advertise. They're not cheap, unless they actually work, and then they're cheap at twice the price. How to tell? They talk about your “sleep comfort level”. A different sleep comfort adjustment for each partner, each adjusting his or her side of the bed to their own satisfaction so that both can awake happy and well rested. That's good, wouldn't mind being able to adjust one side independently of the other, but how good is that “adjustment” when you're the only one?

You moaned and groaned about his years ago when you finally bought your last mattress. You going to do it again?

That's the weird part. You get these aches and pains, mostly in the winter months as I remember, and it gets you all excited and then the aches and pains go away as if you'd never had them. I've got to remember that. None of this stuff is necessarily forever until it is forever. Complicated being an adult. I may check back into childhood and pull up the covers until spring.

Later. A good lunch at Breads of India with Ms. V, a better choice than the pasta restaurant we discovered was being renovated when we walked by, lots of plastic over everything in sight, all kinds of construction going on inside. Don't want to lose our pasta place for very long; not here in Oakland. Still, lunch and now I feel much better, Ms. V mentioning I sounded as if I had a cold. I do sound as if I have a cold. I usually sound like I a have a cold when the cold is finally over, but I've had this low level sounding like a cold liquid in my lungs now for at least two months. I say liquid in that when I lie down I both feel and hear a gurgling-rasping sound that says any more liquid down there and I wouldn't be able to breathe. Is that good or bad? Should I check with the medicos to see if there isn't something I could take to clear it up? Did I mention life seems to be more complicated as I age, that maybe I should just pull the covers up til spring? I did? Well then maybe we'll try Ms. M's suggestion.