Divorced My Husband To Marry This Bed
My months of crippling back pain never alerted me as anything abnormal. I just assumed all 28-year-olds walk around as if they're 90. My husband tells me I should get another couple good decades in before I hobbled around in agony. Cue to the moment where I will forever shame myself — "Perhaps your 30 year old mattress is causing your 24/7 torture." That's right. The effing mattress was actually older than me.
I'm a "Frugal Fran," as some might say. You bet your ass I'll search high and low to save some bucks on a purchase, especially a big one. But I'm a weird in-between, probably, because I'm also highly committed to supporting local stores and American-Made goods. Mattresses are one thing I'd rather err on the side of "domestic" than "cost effective." I figure spend the money — you're gonna spend 1/3 of the day on it anyway. Of course, there's nothing wrong with international construction, I just prefer supporting the domestic economy when possible, and super prefer NOT supporting sweatshops and things like the H&M Bangladesh factory collapse. Plus there's the added bonus of warranty work — if I ever need it I'm not shipping 100 pounds to Timbuktu.
I looked at Casper, obviously, and Purple. I'm big on podcasts and, boy, at least half of the shows I listen to are sponsored by those two companies. Plus they've got coupons left and right, if you're in-the-know on Casefile. But I actually found Helix while searching why my millennial spine has Baby-Boomer-aged woe. Helix had the best ratings from multiple sites and blogs for easing back pain.
Sold.
One night on this bad boy and I kicked my husband right out of the bed. The all-night caressing I get from my Helix is better than that of any human. The next day I divorced him to marry this mattress.
Note to Helix: Get on the advertising wagon. Had I not been actively searching, I'd never have found this company and would have gone with Casper purely because I know more about them.
On 2x Helix Dream Pillows
