This week I achieved a personal milestone- one that can only signal I’ve reached full adulthood at age 32. I haven’t gotten married, or had kids, or moved out of my shared bachelorette pad. I’m in fact no closer to doing any of these things than I was last week or, quite frankly, 2 years ago. But what I have done, readers, is purchase my first real (i.e. not from Ikea) mattress.