There are two sides to every story and there are two sides to every bed. Two years ago Dave and I made the leap from a queen size bed to a King. If you are getting married right now and are buying your first bed, my best advice would be to bypass the queen and head straight for the King. I wish we would have done that from Day 1. We love our bed. Let me rephrase that. I love our bed. Dave is convinced that HIS side sleeps nothing like MY side. I think that it’s ridiculous. I laugh every time he says it.
I sleep on the side that has the alarm clock near it. You don’t need to ask why. There are a few reasons and the second reason is that I am legally blind without my contacts and need to grab the clock and bring it to my face in the middle of the night if i ever need to know what time it is. Yeah lovely I know!
Dave says HIS side makes him wake up with a sore back and neck. He says this EVERYDAY. And everyday I roll my eyes. I always laugh at him and think he’s crazy. He begs each night for my side and I always say” no way.” This has been going on for 2 years now. Last night I gave in and we traded sides of the bed. I woke up with a stiff neck and back pain. No joke. Hmm, HIS side of the story must be true.
I’m still internally laughing about it today. Rolling my eyes and laughing at myself in pain!