I've been having a lot of sleepless nights lately, and worse, waking up with all kinds of weird aches and pains. I was chalking this up to stress or something, because, you know, I've seen more than my fair share of shit lately. But then I started thinking about the last times that I slept well. Most recently, it was in New York, which is surprising because the hotel bed didn't seem particularly comfortable. Before that was our last cruise, but I would partially credit the motion of the ocean there, and the fact that cruises are my superhappyplace. The thing is, all of my best sleeping in recent memory has occurred everywhere but home. That implies it might be the bed.
People who sell mattresses say that they need to be replaced every 7 to 10 years, which is a convenient statement when you sell them. My last previous mattress went a crazy 12 years. The current one is at 9 now. The thing looks pretty decent, but I have been, periodically, heading to the couch for the last year or so when I couldn't sleep, and for whatever reason, I just figured it was the change of scenery that helped. But I guess I need to wake up and get serious about the fact that it's probably the bed.
Beds feel like the lamest thing to spend a lot of money on, which is counterintuitive when you consider that you spend a third of every single day in them. That first mattress I ever bought was at some discount place for like $200 (in 1996), but I recall the replacement was something like $1,500 (in 2009). I guess the 20 years of experience suggests that spending more isn't really a win, so perhaps this time I just have to go on comfort.
One thing that is clear, after pinging the social medias, is that the foam stuff is not universally loved. In fact, some people seem to hate it or feel it doesn't last. I guess I won't know until I get out there and try it.