I spent another night in the tent. Temperatures were around twenty outside the tent, and exactly 32 degrees inside the tent. How do I know? The water bottle I had with me was exactly on the phase change, when I woke up. I was disappointed there wasn’t any ice, so I shook it to look again, and the whole thing crystallized.

I actually managed to get a sleep score from my Fitbit, this time. 56. Which Fitbit ranks as abysmal, but I’m kinda pumped.

I have a love-hate relationship with the sleeping bag. On the one hand, I have never been cold in the sleeping bag. It’s doing its job. On the other hand… It neatly divides my head and my body into two separate compartments. That might be great for thermodynamics, but it makes it a little tough to tuck my arm under my head while I’m sleeping.

And so, I wind up waking up several times a night to… oh, yes… sleeping bag.

I want to like the sleeping bag. In fact, I’ve committed to giving it a fair chance. I might get used to it. (Did I mention I have never been cold with the thing?) (Did I mention how soft and fluffy it is? Or the price point?)

I’m window shopping.

But I want to be sure I know why this one isn’t a match for me, before I spend money. If I don’t get used to it, I want the next choice to be better.

In the end, what I will wind up with is a list of all the things I don’t like about the sleeping bag. And a list of all the things someone else might. Like I said, there is nothing inherently wrong with the sleeping bag. It’s just not for me. I’ll probably focus on the good stuff, when I write the review.