Now that my door is hung up above the bed, I am loving my bedroom even more. I have always loved my bed, but I haven't named it. I don't really think of my bed as someone to name. I do love it though. So very dearly. Here is the our love story-fairy tale style.
Once upon a time there was a fair maiden (fair as in pale.) She slept alone in a full size bed and was very content. Then the maiden met a courageous knight and fell in love. The knight slept in a large bed and he was also very happy. After a short courtship, the knight proposed to the maiden and they were married. And they lived happily ever after...well almost.
You see, each night as the fair maiden drifted off to sleep in the arms of her brave knight, she would begin to hear this strange sound. A loud sound. A sound right by her ear. The knight snored. Loudly. She would scoot to the edge of the bed, tossing and turning to get to sleep. Nothing would help. The knight sought out several remedies from the local apothecary, but none could stop the snoring. The maiden was grouchy, and sleep deprived. Something must be done.
After months of sleepless nights, the maiden and the knight moved to a new castle. One with a large bedchamber. The maiden decided to look at new beds and bought a king-sized bed. The first night in the new bed, the maiden was able to cuddle with the knight, but then scoot away when the snoring started. She was able to turn him over and lessen the noise. The maiden was happy and pleasant once more. She slept peacefully in her new bed, and the kingdom was saved.
Seriously folks, that bed saved us. I was not sleeping and I suddenly understood how women could stab their husbands while they slept. I need a good seven to eight hours a night in order to be cheerful during the day and it was not happening. When we bought that bed, I was so much more comfortable and the husband was a little bit further away from me when we were sleeping. When we were crammed into a small bed, I couldn't escape the snoring.
Do any of you have random things that helped you as a couple? My parents drove places separately because they could never agree on when to leave. My dad was early and my mom was always late. So, in order to stop arguing, they decided to drive at different times. Us kids could choose whomever we wanted to go with and the solution seemed to suit everyone. The bed helps my husband and I. What helps you?
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