I’ve been complaining for QUITE some time now about the state of our mattress, and the state of my back. I’m just way too young to be in so much pain every morning. Unfortunately, my husband can sleep on just about any surface with no trouble at all, so my cries fell on deaf ears for months. He told me in no uncertain terms that our seven-year-old mattress was ‘just fine’ and that any trouble I was having was clearly in my head. Humph.
Well, one week ago, the man did the unthinkable: he bought a mattress. After visiting only TWO stores on our first outing to try out mattresses. SO out of character, right?! We’d gone to church, popped into a store, ran some errands, popped into another mattress store, and just when we should have turned right to go home, he turned LEFT! When he looked at me and said, ‘Should we just go order it now?’ I thought I was hearing things.
Turns out, I like super soft mattresses. I want that ‘sink in’ feeling. Our old mattress was ‘super firm, which we saw on the label after moving it off the bed. Go figure.
Andrew came home to receive our new mattress just a few days after we ordered it, and decided to start enjoying it right away.
It’s almost DOUBLE the height of our old mattress, which is taking some getting used to. It comes to almost the top of our footboard and I have to hoist myself up each night, but it’s wonderful. I feel like I have to pinch myself each night as I sink into the bed because it’s too good to be true. I know my husband, and I thought this purchase was MONTHS away.
Of course, the man who bought a new mattress (relatively unexpectedly) couldn’t possibly pony up another $20 for the delivery guys to take our other one away…so it’s still sitting downstairs, providing hours of entertainment for the animals.
Between locking the kitties out of the room when we sleep and the new mattress, I’ve been sleeping better than I have in what seems like years, and just in time for my Buffalo General rotation. 5:30 a.m. comes early, folks.