Getting Some Sleep

Lately I’ve been seriously considering purchasing a sleep number bed. Grump has started tossing and turning like there’s (literally) no tomorrow. And he’s a large man. So every time he turns over– or flops over as is usually the case — I practically bounce out of bed. Over and over he flops, I bounce. And that means little sleep for me (though his snoring indicates he isn’t the least bit disturbed). Add that to the fact that our bed has a lump going down the middle, between his side and mine, and I’m thinking it’s time to rethink our mattress.

It’s especially bad because without a good amount of sleep, I’m horrible during the day. I have more flares, I’m more forgetful and I’m generally evil to anyone within 5 feet of me. I told Grump he should figure out what’s bothering him so much that he flops like he does, but he doesn’t see a problem with it. Perhaps I should move onto the couch until he can figure it out? Then I thought (briefly) about spiking his before-bed glass of water with high does of Ambien. If he’s knocked out cold with that nonsense he might not move around so much.

So, it’s really time for us to get a new mattress. Perhaps a double king size (do they sell those?) so that I can finally get some sleep– in my own bed. At least I now fully understand why people in the 50’s were seen sleeping in separate beds. Heh.

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