I’ve crossed over into full fledged dorkdom. And I dragged my BFF She with me.
Since the beginning of the summer, I’ve been telling my mom that my neck hurts. And that it feels like I’m not sleeping right on it.
Then one day we were in CVS and saw this.
And I showed it to my mom and said, THIS! I need this. This is how I feel like I’m sleeping. Wonder if that would work? And she didn’t offer to buy it for me. So I didn’t get it. Of course.
Then a few weeks later I got one of those register coupons from CVS for 40% off my purchase. So I HAD to get it, right?
And then I slept on it. And my neck felt better. And I kept sleeping on it. And my neck kept feeling better. Who knew?
So then She told me her neck was hurting and I made her get one. Well, I didn’t actually force her to. But I strongly suggested she get one of these fabulous pillows that will cure your neck forever! And she did! And she loved it too!
Then last weekend I tagged along with She and her fam to Louisiana. And we both took our pillows. And we were gloriously dorky together.
And I talked about the pillow to everyone who would listen. Even tried to convince She’s 21 year old niece to get one. Because you are never too young to take care of your neck, right? Right?
This is what my life has come to. I sleep on an orthopedic pillow. And I talk about it to anyone who will listen.
Puh – thetic.
But I’ll tell you what. I slept without that pillow last night. And today? Neck. Hurts.
Might as well face it. I’m addicted to pillow.