Eleven

Eleven.

Eleven pillows. There are eleven pillows in my hotel room.

I love pillows. I like to prop them behind me while I read or work. I like to use them as a tray while I eat. But most of all I like to snuggle them when I sleep.

This hotel room has two queen beds, and each bed has two large square pillows -- what I'd call 'floor pillows', then two regular pillows and a smaller square decorative pillow. Five pillows on each bed. And one in the closet with the extra blanket.

Do I need eleven pillows? No.
Am I in pillow heaven? Oh, yeah.

Yes, I did get the one out of the closet.
No, I'm not using the decorative pillows. Yet.

So far, I have seven pillows on the bed. I don't think the other two big ones will fit, but I may try.

When else am I going to have the chance to sleep with 11 (or even 9 pillows)? There are probably about a dozen pillows on the bed at home, but I have to share some of those with Mike. These are all mine.

:)