Double-a-bed

I’ve just read this article concerning a sleeping behavior between two individual who share their bed. And there it said that National Sleep Foundation, a non-profit group in Washington, proximate that 61% Americans sleep with the person they loved. Even though the presence of other may have increase the sleeping disorders, 62% people that have been surveyed choose to still sleep with their companion.

I’m sure Americans have their own way, or maybe our way is just not as different as theirs. But to me personally, sleeping together, had me awaken all night long (maybe it had something to do with the fact that I own a single-bed, how vacant a single-bed could be with two grown-ups?), it really disturbed me physically with the hugging (don't get me wrong, I’m a big hugger! But sometimes, plus the air-con, it’s still hot!) and small space that kept us bumped to each other.

Even though I could manage the hugging and the bumping by purchasing a bigger bed, still, sharing a bed is tough (at least for me). From the temperature of the air-con when one party felt cold and the other as hot as hell, to the ritual of TV before bed. Or maybe about the tidiness and location of the bed (couples fight over these things!). Dinner or breakfast on bed? One of the most arguable conditions other than sleeping naked. Some even fought about the alarms and letting pets into bed.

I agreed with Paul C. Rosenblatt that every couple has to manage many problems so that the system could work. Stuff about how to make the bed, laying on the bed, bed-behavior, sleep and awake. Calling specific, which side of bed are you, watching news before lights off, how often you go to toilet, music volume, snoring, insomnia and bla bla bla. And of course, the signal whether they crave for attention, want to talk or just need to be alone. And as time goes by, problems evolve. It gets bigger, life full of it!

Often we manage to overlook this minor stuff when perhaps it’s the minor stuff that has led us all to fight over fights, broken heart, even failed marriage…

Ok, for a simple sleepover, that’s just too much!

Lots of Love!