Sleep like an Egyptian

[rbandrews]

So I was thinking last night, at about 2 AM, when I was freezing my ass off, that I had never noticed before just how much my blankets suck. They're always too hot when it's hot, or too cold when it's (rarely) cold. So today I went out to the store of departments, and I did walk among the people, and I return to you with a new comforter and sheets.

Comforters are fairly expensive, but about what I was expecting. I bought the last one when I was in SD (that first week, in fact), and I learned that a king-size one is better no matter how big your bed is, because then you have more than enough blanket no matter how many times you roll over. As long as I was there, I looked through other blanket options, and resisted buying a quilt, which I didn't even know was a thing people do, but I have no doubt that now that the quilt-seed has been planted I will end up back there inside a week, head held in shame, to render ninety dollars to my quilty overlords, who I can only assume are a sort of multinational conglomerate of sweet old ladies. What was I saying before?

Oh yeah: sheets! Apparently something called "thread count" (which can't be what it sounds like) is vital, since it was the most prominent specification listed on each item in the three aisles of sheets. Thread count seemed to not be inversely related to price, and 600 was the highest they had, so that's what I got. If there's one thing being a young geek teaches you, it's how to shop for things that you know you need but are not sure exactly why.

So one hundred and fourteen dollars later, this should be the best set of bedclothes physically attainable (at least without setting foot in the mall).

Edit: It's like laying on a giant sheet of microfiber. Which, you know, makes sense.

I am inordinately happy about this.

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[rbandrews]

Also, these are Egyptian cotton. I figured it was a kind of plant, like French doors aren't actually made in France.

Alsoalso, I love the mental image of that process.