I spend a good portion of my time in this position. Perched on our bed, laptop out, pondering the deep and more often not so deep aspects of my life (pinchy underwear much).
I love our bed. I do. I'd like to make a joke right now about how I love it so much I want to make out with it but that just seems a little inappropriate given that it's a bed, and well, you know what happens in those.
Sleep, sleep happens you pervs.
Sleep where you dream about your high school best friend and how a tornado was chasing you both down and you ended up in a Costco that was magically transformed into a junior high and once you got inside and closed all the windows and bolted the shutters the tornado disappeared, the Costco/junior high turned back to just a Costco, and you went looking for samples instead. I think the dream was about my upcoming 10 year class reunion and how much I loathe the idea of going, but that's just a stab in the dark. Maybe it was more about how much I love Costco. Both seem entirely plausible.
Our bed is of the king size variety. It is gigantor and pillow topped and rightfully broken in. So much that it sports a hill (I had originally typed "hump" but that felt dirty) in the middle thanks to the body grooves created by two dead weights on either side. My indentation is actual perfection. It is my nest. Do not cross the middle line into my domain unless you a. my husband and are offering 1. a sensual massage which I do not have to reciprocate, 2. a good back scratch, again-no reciprocation required, or 3. food, preferably crunchy grapes or peanut butter toast. Those are three exceptions I will gladly make. Other than that, venture over at your own risk.
Hub and I are not one of those couples who enjoy close quarters. We spoon only briefly, and then retreat to our respective areas for the night. No touchy! The idea of falling asleep while snuggling makes me feel claustrophobic and suffocated. It's just not us. Plus I move around a lot when falling asleep, kind of like a dog circling around to mat down the ground. Hub is a bit more spastic, I've been punched in the face a time or two. Thus the necessity of a mondo bed.
It works for us and keeps us married. I fear a smaller bed would have some consequences, or at the very least at least a couple of unplanned pregnancies. What?
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so funny. we could be sisters. i am sitting on my bed in my jammies and in the same position (somehow when i typed that i felt dirty).
love you.
love this post.
I love my bed-groove! Neil and I do not enjoy close quarters either. I don't snuggle or spoon, and the very thought makes me feel suffocated. We traded in our queen size bed about eight years ago for a king. Now I don't run into hairy legs and sasquatch toenails in the night.
you're funny.
i love our bed too. my
husband makes fun of
me cause i prefer it to
pretty much every other
piece of furniture in our
home. i like to sleep on it.
i like to eat on it. i fold
laundry on it. i read on it.
i paint my toenails on it.
i make babies on it. you
know, the usual.
Anything but a king-sized bed is for the birds.
And I too have been punched in the face many times.
And I, too, do all my Internetting on the bed.
Man, I need a laptop!
Also, I'm the same as you about the snuggling. I'm sorry, I chose to not be breathed and snored on while I sleep thankyouverymuch. Unfortunatly, my husband doesn't feel the same way. He'd love to sleep-snuggle. He whines about me not liking to do so. A lot. He's really warm when he sleeps too. It just wouldn't be fun for anyone. And by anyone I mean me.
Oh, we also have a king size bed. And the "middle line thing...I totally do that too. We don't have a "bump" (hehehe) in the middle, but our headboard is carved wood and it has a straight line in the middle. I use that often to point out to my hubby that he's encroaching.
Once in a while, he gets all crabby about it. He roll over and get me in what can only be described as a death squeeze and declares that we're sleeping that way whether I want to or not. Yeah, that's lasts for about 2.5 seconds before I flip out on him and he retreats to his side. Whining. There's always whining.
I'm so glad I'm not the only one who spends a ridiculous portion of my day in that position, in my jammies, on my bed with my laptop.
Bless your soul.
Yep. Me too. To all of it.
wow...I don't check the blogs for a few days and there's like 5 new posts! You are an overachiever my friend... an over achiever! Love the pic of conductor Mamo and love all of the previous posts. As usual, you hit my funny bone. And (as I finish all comments lately) we miss you! Walks by myself are not cool even if i do have a cool new stroller. I need to try all these recipes, and you should come to the RS super swap on the 12th. Everyone's been asking about you and what you're up to.
I had a dream about a tornado last night!
My usual dreams, nightmares really, are of being in high school and they're telling me I haven't finished school yet.
I'm in shock, I keep saying I'm 29 and I'm pretty sure I have a diploma.
Then they say, Well, you have to go to class or your going to be late.
Except I don't know what my schedule is or where my locker is or what my combination is! And how am I supposed to date these guys, they're all so young! What if they find out how old I am, or that I have kids or that I'm married!
Wait.... I'm married! Hey, I knew I wasn't supposed to be here.
And they say to me, you're going to be late to class if you keep going on like that.
It's a very stressful dream but other than those times my bed is where I go to hide out from motherhood.
HaHa- exactly how I spent my day... and the funny thing is, my Dad doesn't understand how that is possible! :)
I enjoy my space while sleeping, I don't know what I'll do when I get married- 50's throwback and do separate beds?? Hmmm, maybe not.
Hug-And-Roll all the way. No touching except during designated touching times.
Also, I talk to my bed.
"Oh bed, bed bed bed. I love you. Thanks for being my bed."
I love my bed.
preach it kalli- dave is like a jumbo heater and i also have been punched in the dead of night- face, back, toosh, u name it. violent sleepers.
good luck w/ the reunion. just got back from daves in vaccaville- what a doozy.
I dunno if this is what you mean by pinchy underwear, but I HAVE TO SAY THIS BECAUSE I AM IN LOVE - they have a new kind out - Carinessa II!!!!!! Much improved, go check them out.. not so tight at the top or bottom (no elastic/lace at the bottom, just a normal hem), thicker waistband so they don't pinch as much, better material (w/spandex), doesn't come up as high.. hope it's not bad to post that kind of thing on the internet, but I think everyone needs to know. Also, they have new sizing, so you can get sized separately based on your hips and waist.. They are near perfect.
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