Do you ever wake up on the wrong side of the bed?
Well, I literally did this morning.
You see, sometimes Brand does this thing where he lays on my side of the bed and says,
“Oh, I thought it was your turn to sleep out on the couch tonight…”
(he is joking of course)
So in return I try and push him to his side of the bed, it never works but it’s worth the effort.
Can you imagine me trying to push him to his side of the bed?
It’s really comical actually.
So, last night Brandon pulls the “Oh, I thought it was your turn to sleep out on the couch tonight…” bit.
And so I decided to lay on his side of the bed instead.
It definitely was a weird feeling, I felt like his side of the bed was higher than mine and I also felt like it was more comfortable.
Oh, and his pillow that he bought from the chiropractor… heavenly… before this experiment I had thought it was a waste of money.
It was a different experience.
There were a few times when I woke up during the night a little confused because I was in the wrong spot.
Or there was a time where I thought Brandon was too far on my new side of the bed and squashing me into a little space. But I was the one who was too far over.
And in the morning when his alarm went off, I thought it was my alarm because it was on my bedside table so I almost got up to turn it off.
I know this is so random, but I thought it was interesting to see the different perspective that laying on the “other side of the bed” gives you.
If you are laying in bed, on your back what side do you lay on?
I lay on the right side.
I don’t know how this was decided when we got married.
In fact, I was thinking about it last night and wondered how everyone else decided.
It’s kind of an odd question to ask, but it still got me thinking.
How “your side of the bed” was established anyways?
Yeah, it makes for less confusion and less fighting over a specific side of the bed.
Happy Monday Friends!