When we go to Heit’s Point for the Sommerer family reunion, we stay in a bunkhouse. It has twin bunkbeds and the mattresses are wrapped in plastic. While I appreciate the knowledge that my mattress isn’t pee-soaked from young campers, I don’t like sleeping on the plastic – it makes me all sweaty.
This year, after the first night, I put a towel under my fitted sheet to provide a little more air flow and that seemed to help. I should mention that we also have the air conditioner on and even with two blankets on, it can get a little chilly. The combination of shivering while sweating makes me feel like I have a weird fever.
So, I’ve been making plans for next year. I will bring the nice big towels that are otherwise never used around here, and also our twin down comforters.
Those comforters are the bomb. Light and fluffy, and they can squish down to nothing so they will be easily packed. But they needed some covers. I scrounged around the house and discovered that we had one from long ago, but needed another. Fortunately the closet-purging revealed a couple of extra twin sheets.
Sew, sew, sew.
(This is the one we already had. Lloyd has a feather bed-thing that used to belong to his grandma. We never use it, so I stole the cover we had put on it.)
Here’s the duvet. I don’t know why I felt the need to take a photo of it. Oh, well.
And, here it is in the cover. I added a couple of snaps to the end and it is cat-approved. This has also become the prime napping spot for cats and humans alike.
Take that, fever-sleep.
Peggy says
Wow! Excellent as always!
I’ve never liked to sew….I applaud people who have the patience for it! (Applause, applause, applause…)
Brad says
I would suggest a layer of foam, but that would make you sweat more than plastic would. The comforter is a good idea. Will you remember to post about it next year and give us an update?
Lauren says
Rachel brought along some egg crate foam for her back/hips and said it made the bed much warmer. I’ll have to think about it.
Will I remember to post about it? That’s cute – thinking that I could remember something.
Mom says
You are to young to be forgetful and I like the colors.