Scratchy linens

When we received all of our shipments from Canada, we managed to account for everything except one thing: a set of bed sheets. On the day of the move I asked the movers not to forget to go into the dryer and pack the bed linen (they were still drying). My father supervised the movers for the rest of the day and I never did set foot into our condo afterwards. I had a cleaning service come in to clean the apartment, and after that my parents did a thorough once-over before the condo was handed over. John, the new owner, says that there was nothing in the dryer when he moved in. In Denmark, as we unpacked, we never found those linens. It's a difficult thing to misplace, even for me, but I somehow managed it. Anyways, we do have other, inferior sets. Among these is a set that Mina claims was so uncomfortable, it drove her to sleep on the floor. A modern re-enactment of the classic Hans Christian Andersen story of the princess and the pea, only instead of a pea it was a low thread count.