Not a magic switch-off button, but I stop fidgeting, which is half the battle.
I don't have a noise problem so much as a brain that won't shut up at 11pm. I'd tried the breathing apps. I'd tried tea. I wanted something physical.
The chunky knit blanket is the thing I actually reach for. Even weight, no beads rattling around. I put it on the couch first, then take it to bed. Not a magic switch-off button, but I stop fidgeting, which is half the battle. Warm-ish — I wouldn't want it in a Brisbane summer without the AC on, but Hobart nights it's perfect. Looks decent on the end of the bed too, which I did not expect to care about.
