I have been putting up with my bed, and specifically my mattress, for the last 9 months or so. I kept putting it off, thinking it would either last, get better or I would magically forget about it. But it didn’t. It got worse. And the worse ‘it’ got, the worse my life became.
In the last 9 months I have split up with my boyfriend, been demoted at work, had a quite bad car crash and put on a stone and a half. “What,” I hear you ask, “is the ‘it’ in this story?” Well my avid readers, the ‘it’ is a bed spring. That’s right, one measly bed spring. It may be a cursed bed spring, I doubt it, but considering all the pain it has put me though it might as well be.
I have been getting less and less sleep, been more and more grumpy (hence the deterioration of life-as-I-knew-it) and I have been going to bed with a sense of dread and waking up with a sense of relief.
Well, as I said, last week was the final straw. The spring punctured me in my sleep.
Oh, you won’t believe the new bed. It is like a dream. Would I have appreciated it as much without the last 9 months? I doubt it. But I don’t care. I bought myself a Silentnight Memory Foam Mattress. It is my most luxurious possession. I love it. Now I wake up happy, go to bed happy, I won’t crash my car ever again, I’ve already lost half a stone. And the Boyfriend? I’m working on it.
I would have thought that the conclusion of this particular story was fairly obvious. If you mattress is terrible, replace it immediately. It will ruin your life, slowly, gnawing away at it while you (try to) sleep. Don’t let it win. Buy a Silentnight Memory Foam Mattress.