So most nights I sleep alone. I've grown accustomed to the space. I sleep in the middle of the bed, wrapped in the blankets with all 4 pillows. What ever space I don't hog, my dog takes the rest. (I don't care what your feelings are about my dog sleeping in my bed. I have the space and he keeps my feet warm!) Anyway, so last week on a night when I actually got to sleep with my husband (I mean that in a literal way thank you... get your mind out of the gutter) apparently I didn't share the bed so well. He said I rolled over, must have bumped into him, cause I felt his arm, then put my hand on his face, felt around (totally waking him up) and then I totally slugged him (in the back or arm or body somewhere). Then I rolled over and went right back to sleep.
It's nice to know that I try to defend myself even in the dead of sleep! He'll probably opt to sleep on the couch this week:)
6 comments:
Remind me never to share a bed with you!
How Funny!
i can totally relate...for 5 1/2 years it was like that for me...it's a lot harder to share the bed when you are used to so much room-especially when you're pregnant!! not as much space and WAY too much heat :) (no that's not an announcement, that is from experience-twice!!)
That was seriously hilarious! Thanks for sharing!
Ha ha...whenever JJ and I go on a choir trip and end up with a 2 queen bed hotel room, we always sleep in separate beds like some 1950s couple. I like my space too!
Unfortunately even after JJ leaves in the morning, I can't sleep in the middle since there are 2 craters where our bodies usually lie and a huge mountain in the middle where the mattress hasn't broken down yet.
This is what happens when you spend too much time sleeping alone! Maybe you should start letting your dog sleep on Scott's pillow?
You are a lethal weapon, day and night! ;)
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