January 8th, 2014
This 3.3 Cloud9 is a Visco Elastic Memory Foam Mattress Topper that derives its name from how comfortable the product is. The exclusive Featherlight technology the company employs sets this product apart from other memory foam toppers and the Visco foam guarantees the shape of the pad will hold true. It even comes with a 20-year-limited warranty.
The company recommends people that weigh less than 200 pounds should purchase a 2 inch pad, if they are over 200 than the 3 inch pad and if over 250 the 4 inch topper. This pad also comes in 5.3 for extra added comfort.
This pad does an excellent job at improving my old mattress that has begun to sag or are simply very hard. It also fits very well on top of the mattress.
The odor of memory foam is virtually undetectable and delivery of the product is quite swift.
It can also be used for camping, in a motor home or for when company comes over so it’s very versatile.
The middle of the topper can be prone to losing its firmness and sinks or causes an indentation that can be irritating while trying to find a comfortable position.
If a person is used to a firmer sleeping platform, the softness of this topper could cause lower back pain until it is adjusted to.
This mattress pad does have a tendency to become a little bit warm and temperature is an issue, another topper may work better.
This topper has been known to discolour and can only be spot cleaned.
Overall, this mattress topper is a good investment versus purchasing a mattress comprised entirely of memory foam, which can be rather pricey, but of course it has downfalls. Consumers really should pay close attention to the weight recommendations because it will make a large difference in how this product performs. Also, if a person does like some support rather than fluffiness, this may not be the pad that works the best for them.
January 4th, 2008
You do anything long enough to escape the habit of living until the escape becomes the habit.- David Ryan
I found this on Zen Habits.
January 3rd, 2008
Well I’ve made it a month now without coffee or caffinated soda’s.В I actually have almost completely stopped drinking soda’s all together as I find I don’t need them any more.В This is also the End of month two for my early riser program.В I went to the cottage this past weekend where I didn’t have an alarm clock and was surprised by the fact that I seemed to naturally wake up at 6:30 CST even though i was over in Michigan in another time zone.
I think I’ve worked out what my next Life change is going to be.В I’m going to start getting up about 6am and going to work out at the YMCA before work.В I plan to start this at the beginning of the next week as there is only one day left this week.
December 18th, 2007
Just an update, its been a week and half since I moved to decaf coffee.В I seem to be doing good so far and don’t notice the difference currently.В I’m drinking caffeine free soda infrequently as well.В I need some way to sit down and monitor what I’m eating to figure out what kinds of foods I’m eating which contain caffeine.В Does anybody have a link to a site that lists such things?
December 17th, 2007
Writerisms and other Sins: A Writer’s Shortcut to Stronger Writing┬а
As I move along in writing I’ve noticed what a poor writer I am.┬а I hope this helps some one some where.
December 16th, 2007
Habit is habit and not to be flung out of the window by any man, but coaxed downstairs a step at a time. – Mark Twain
credit for this goes to zen habits blog
December 15th, 2007
Grabbing a block of wood Frank grinned and placed it in the clamps of the old lathe. With a turn he was satisfied that the wood was centered and would spin true. As the lathe started up it began to hum with that warm familiar tone that always sounded like a sweet orchestra to him. Frank reached over to the bench and grabbed his starting chisel. Shavings began flying as he applied it to the block. He began to hum along to the beat as if he was a composer and the chippings were notes streaming from the tool. Satisfied with the initial form he moved to a finer tool. Like a soloist it was smooth and precise. The block of wood no longer looked like a block at all, it had a gentle curve to it as half of its bulk was now in chippings around the shop. Frank moved on to the other end of the block and began working on the inside. This brought Frank back to a memory long ago of the first time his father had showed him how to work with wood. He was amazed at how with a few tools a not so impressive piece of wood could be transformed into a thing of beauty. As time passed Frank’s heart began to pound in his chest. This was the critical phase, He had to get the inside edge to mirror the outside profile. One wrong move with the chisel and all his work would be for naught. At last there it was, another beautiful piece of craftsmanship. After removing it from his old friend he grabbed a brush and looked at the shelf of jars and cans. How should he finish it? He replayed the whole process in his minds eye and decided that a masterpiece like this deserves to not be hidden beneath a heavy shellac, so he selected a clear oil and coated the piece in a nice even coat. With all his creative energy spent there was only one thing left to do, Get the box of cereal and give this bowl a test drive.
December 15th, 2007
The sun was setting, so Jack packed up his gear and headed for his truck. The tailgate creaked as he puts his rods in their holders and locked the tackle in its place. Turning the key, he cursed when nothing happened except for a small clicking of the starter. He tried it again and the truck came to life and hauled him out onto the road that would take him home. Driving down this dirt road was a lot like fishing, he had done it often enough that his mind would wander as the truck drove itself home. On this evening’s drive, the memory of the man rushing to catch fish as if it was a chore rather than a relaxing past time had come to mind. He wondered if there was an outside force behind his rush or if it was his own doing. His mind then jumped to his own life. His wife seemed to enjoy the meals that he prepared with the fish that he caught, but she seems resentful of the fact he’s gone all day catching the fish. It wasn’t always this way. In fact, when he first met his wife, she thought it was cute and would make it a point to get up early with him and send him off with hot coffee and sandwiches. Now all he gets is a grunt as he gets out of bed.
HHHOOOONNNNKKKK. Jack swerved to avoid the black sedan that was coming in the opposite direction. “Where had it come from?”, he thought. It had been so long since he had seen another car out here at this time of night it gave him an odd feeling. Jack
chalked it up to someone who had taken the wrong exit off the interstate and was now lost on the back roads. Getting lost on the back roads wasn’t always a bad thing in his mind. He had found his fishing pond on a day where he had taken a wrong turn coming back from town. That day 5 years ago had changed his life a lot. He use to drive into town to have breakfast with the locals every weekend morning. After finding the pond he hasn’t been back since. “It’s interesting how little things can change your life forever.” he thought as he continued down the road.
December 15th, 2007
I’ve made it to the end of week two and I’m now pretty much off the caffeine.В Starting on Tuesday I switched to decaf coffee.В The first day was a little rough, but now I don’t miss it.В An interesting change that I’ve noticed is that my skin doesn’t seem so dry the last couple of days.В I wonder if its related to not having as much caffeine in my system.
December 11th, 2007
Well,В I’m now on day 2 without caffeine and surprisingly I haven’t noticed a change. I seem to have avoided the headaches by gradually reducing consumption.В I hope it stays this way.