Things I have No Love For:
King sized beds
It's true. My husband has wanted a bigger bed since....we have been married. When we first got married we debated what size of bed to buy. My Grandma's sister, Helen, still sleeps with my Uncle Frank in a double bed. They like to "snuggle". Barf. We didn't need to touch when sleeping so no double. We decided that a Queen bed would work for us. It fit our budget and more importantly, it fit into our apartment. Our second apartment would not have held a King bed.
In our 9 years of marriage Rich has been trying to convince me that the next bed we buy should be a King size bed. When we go out of town Rich always requests a King bed at the hotel. It is not bad.
This past weekend we housed/dog sat for our friends. We slept in their room in their California King Sized bed. EVEN bigger. Too big. I hated it. Don't get me wrong. At first I was smitten. Ang has the softest sheets. A comfy comforter. A ceiling fan to keep your the correct temperatures. She also has a big TV with Satellite. Heaven. (shhh. Don't tell Angie but I ate ice cream in her bed and watched her dvr). Then it came to sleeping. I didn't sleep that well. The second night I used meds to sleep. Still not great. Last night as Rich and I were laying in bed talking. We were too far away. It dawned on me TOO BIG of Bed. Yuck. Too Far away. It was like being in a single bed. We had the dogs sleeping with us and we didn't even know it. I do not see a King bed in our future.
Does this mean I am like Aunt Helen and Uncle Frank?