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Taking Sides
I have a bump on my head and a bruise on my arse.
Merely from sleeping.
Kinda.
It seems that most couples choose a side of the bed to sleep on regularly. The Boy and I never have - we always swap sides. Mum thought this was very strange behaviour.
But to me it doesn't matter what side I choose - either I end up squashed near the wall or teetering on the edge of the bed anyway... the reason for this is displayed below...
The Boy is a stretchy-out restless sleeper. Trust me - he make look weedy but he can take up a LOT of space. Physics-defying really.
So not last night but the night before, I was amazed to find myself awake on the floor.
The Boy had managed to completely push me out of bed. And he has no recollection of doing so. The only evidence is the damage sustained to the ol' bod, and the broken power board I fell on.
So I'm taking sides.
It's gotta be safer to be squished against the wall.
Posted by mjd-s on February 20, 2006 11:10 PM