Back in Chicago with our new Black Friday-purchased comforter set.

(Farewell, old bacon colored comforter!)

It's great. Soft and warm.

But... it comes with a billion pillows. I don't mean to be a classic dumb male, but... do we need all these pillows. Obviously we don't NEED them. The new routine, as I understand it, is to take most of the pillows off at night and then to put them all back on in the morning.

I'm blessed to be able to sleep in a bit longer than Sarah most mornings, so making the bed is my job. That's fair. I don't mind it. But I suspect that this new arrangement is going to make me start feeling like the Sisyphus of decorative pillows.