The NutriBullet of the Bedroom?

Today I’m going to talk to you about something really weird: investing in sleep.

Here’s the thing: you probably spend, at best, two hours a day in your car, but eight hours a day in the sack … yet you’re likely still sleeping on the equivalent of a Datsun 180B, right?

Honk! Honk!

Seriously, when was the last time you upgraded your ride, Captain Snooze?

Look, I’ve got form on this: in my bestseller I wrote about investing in the Rolls-Royce of pillows, the Dunlopillo, so you could “sleep like a billionaire”. (And yes, I’m the only finance guy who moonlights as a bedroom furnishing advisor. Put that in your pipe and smoke it, Alan Kohler!)

Well, today, I have an update for you. It all started a few months ago when a friend recommended I try sleeping with a new type of blanket.

“It’s the new thing … they’re called weighted blankets … they weigh, like, 10 kilos … and they’re scientifically proven to release endorphins and help you sleep”, she gushed.

And I thought to myself: “You are crazy.”

Then, a few weeks ago, another friend was raving about hers.

So I went online and found thousands of glowing reviews, and decided to try one myself.

(To be fair there’s also a bunch of pseudoscience written about the benefits of weighted blankets, which left me very skeptical.)

And so I ordered the cheapest one I could find, fully prepared for it to be the NutriBullet of the bedroom (i.e. destined to end up in the back of a cupboard and eventually thrown out in 2032).

BUT OH MY GOD.

True dinks, the very first night I used it … I slept like it was 2012 (pre-kids, post-marriage).

So how does it work?

Well, it’s pretty simple really: it’s just a standard blanket with 10 kilos of small beads sewn into it. It weighs you down — but in a good, calming way, and I quickly nod off.

Well, that’s my description (and how it works for me). My father would probably describe it as “sleeping with a hessian bag full of sand on you”. And he’s kind of right: it makes absolutely no sense … but it’s helping me sleep soundly in these trying times, so for me it’s a great investment.

Tread Your Own Path!

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