I know that Christopher and I seem like pretty normal, well-adjusted people. And we are pretty normal, most of the time.
Today, though, we spent the day with two strangers, hopping from bed to bed.
We were mattress shopping. Obviously.
I gotta tell you... It's one of the stranger things you do in a shopping environment. You walk into a store, and - while chatting with a salesperson - start lying down on beds. Rolling over. Bouncing a little to readjust.
With your shoes on.
Goldilocks was referenced a few times in the course of the afternoon. Foam, latex, and inner coils were talked about as if we knew what they meant. Eventually, we stopped being surprised by mattress sets that could cost as much as a car.
And we got to play with the remote to raise and lower the mattresses, too.
By the time we left the first shop, we'd actually kind of gotten used to the whole process. In the second store, it didn't seem as odd to hop on and off the beds while talking to a stranger about how they felt.
It still felt odd, mind you, just not as odd.
Which, when you think about it, is probably not a bad thing.