Saturday, October 18, 2008

Today's Post Is Brought To You By The Letter "B" (as in bedroom)

Getting used to sharing a bed with someone EVERY NIGHT is taking some getting used to. After 10 years of sleeping soundly (mostly with myself), my body has hardwired itself. Developed a bed memory if you will. And that memory is stretching out in all four directions at the same time. Kind of like a weather vane, but much more graceful and less iron-y.

Paul says for such a little woman, I manage to take up a whole lotta bed. And my bed spreading powers enable me to push around a 200+ pound man of muscle to the furthest nether regions of the bed corners and make him curl up like a prison mate at lights out. To my credit, this is done while I'm totally asleep.

Thursday evening, we were snuggling in for the night. But I needed more room...

Me: "Beep. Beep."

Who says that? A car horn, yes. A grown woman, no. Or she shouldn't (unless she's talking to her toddler and even then, never in public).

I couldn't help but burst out laughing. It WAS pretty funny. And automatic. I can only wonder what else I've been mindlessly muttering. At least I didn't say, "Assume the position bitch."

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Amy said...

Sharing a bed is highly overrated. The last time my boyfriend was here I had to wake him up to move so that I would have room for my arm to fit on the bed. Thing is, he is so skinny that I look big in comparison to him. I can't figure out how the heck he manages to take up so much space. If we ever move in together (and no, we aren't planing to any time soon) we are gonna have to get separate beds.

Erika said...

I think the pros outweigh the cons ;)

Kirsten said...

Love it. I think this is even funnier to me because I can totally visualize this, that may be a good & bad thing.

I'm all caught up with your posts :)