When it comes to sleep, I’m a modern-day Goldilocks, always searching for what’s just right.
My bedtime routine involves heating my wheat bag (made from wheat that my parents grew on their farm), fluffing my two pillows (one flat, one fluffy), positioning my three blankets perfectly, and tossing and turning and shifting until I find my spot, the one that’s just right.
Whatever easygoing nature I have gets tossed in the laundry bin when it’s bedtime. If my above-mentioned routine isn’t enough to weird-out my husband, I have some other sleep-isms: I can’t sleep if my feet are hot. I need a fan (or fresh air) on me at all times. My feet need to hang over the edge of the bed. I wear fluorescent earplugs.
Nothing says sexy like earplugs.
Except purchasing my own, I-do-not-share duvet (I’ll take the least-hot one, thank you very much, Mr. IKEA). My own blankie may have actually saved my marriage; at the very least, this purchase was cheaper (and less Flintstones-like) than buying twin beds.
My latest blanket purchase was my Mother’s Day gift. I convinced my husband I needed a weighted blanket made by my friend, owner of Hippo Hug.
My friend started making weighted blankets (and stuffed animals) to help kids with autism and special needs.
And then along came people like me.
Now she also makes weighted blankets for neurotic adults with sleep issues people like me.
My blanket weighs 16 pounds. I adore it. It’s like I have a man on top of me, without the hair and elbows. A very light man. A stick man, perhaps.
When I sleep with my weighted blankie, I don’t toss and turn. In fact, I barely move. If I do move, I get a workout. Then I log it on my My Fitness Pal.
Hippo Hug has a giveaway on right now. You could win this:
And guess what? The contest is open not only to Canadians, but also to Americans. It’s like Thanksgiving never ended, y’all.
What bizarre sleep habits do you (or people you know) have?