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fullygoldy) wrote2006-01-07 04:55 pm
Oh, How I HATE to Sleep Alone!
I was going to post this last week, but knowing my flist, I was pretty sure a couple people (you know who you are) would take this post as an invitation, and really, I wasn't quite in that mood. So....
I have always preferred sleeping with company. When I was a kid, I slept with all my stuffed animals. This became problematic when I had more stuffed pets than bed. At that point, I singled out a stuffed Snoopy that always kept me company, and I rotated through the rest. Except that on xmas eve, I'd pile everyone in the bed with me - special occasion, ya know? Man, did I love that Snoopy. His poor skinny neck gave out pretty early, so his head always drooped. But he was soft and fairly squishy all over, so I didn't really care much. He went to college with me (along with a couple of bears). When I graduated, I finally gave him up. Left him at the local Goodwill donation site, with a bunch of other stuff I didn't want to move. I almost didn't leave him. There he was, in all his gray glory, carefully arranged on top of my other stuff, and I was back in my car with my real, live puppy. I opened the door of the car, and almost got out to retrieve him, but talked myself out of it. I had this idea that a cum laude college grad shouldn't be sleeping with a woobie any more. Silly me.
Right before I got together with DH, I bought a new queen-sized bed. It was bigger than any bed I'd owned and it was exactly the right firmness. I loved that bed. I slept with extra pillows though. When DH moved in, we kept my bed and got rid of his king-sized waterbed. I can't sleep in those, so he had to get used to less real estate. We kept my bed until about 4 or 5 years ago. DH had been bugging me for a couple of years to upgrade to king size, and we finally had the house that would allow for it. I kept saying no, because really, who needs all that bed? I can see it if you're 6 ft tall or fairly wide, or regularly sleep more than 2, but come on! We're both far less than 6 ft and we like to spoon. What would we do with the extra space? Also, at the time he brought it up, I was spending a lot of time on the road for work, and for some reason, hotels think they're giving you better service if they put a single person in a king-sized bed. If I already hate sleeping alone, why would I want to do it in a football field?! Anyway, back to the upgrade. DH was able to convince me that it was time, because we were suddenly hosting an extra sleeper on a pretty regular basis. So the 3 of us trooped off to the mattress stores on a fine weekend day, and raised a lot of eyebrows by climbing on all the beds together. We used to tease about the bed having its own zip code, LOL. The bed has lasted longer than the relationship that inspired it though.
So now, we spoon in the middle of a king-sized bed, and I have a king-sized pillow that I put between me and the edge (I've always liked being in the middle too). But last week was pretty darn tough. I am very very happy that I have my "bedwarmer" back home with me. I was sleeping in the middle of the bed with both king-sized pillows on each side of me, wearing long jammies, thick socks and smothered by a down comforter. And here's the kicker - I was still cold! I can't sleep when I'm cold! I hate sleeping alone!
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I, on the other hand, love to sleep alone, because it's so rare. I've either got Hari in my bed, along with the cat, or I have the cat, or I have Mick. So for me, having all the bedspace (queen sized, of course!) to myself is a luxury.
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