So, we have company staying with us for the next couple of days. And because they're both older, we are being good hosts, and have given up our bedroom to one of them.
Shortly after we moved in together, 16 years ago, Wendy and I bought a bed.
We still have it.
It's held up remarkably well, is still firm, etc, and is in our basement.
I CANNOT believe we ever slept in the freakin' thing.
It's only full size. every time one of turned over last night, the other knew it. Blanket not perfect, wanna give it a little tug.... the other person knew it.
We slept on this thing for five years before upgrading to a queen. During those five years, we had a pretty regular bed companion in Archie, our Springer Spaniel. On a # of occasions, we had additional canine guests as well. All in this postage stamp sized bed.
I marvel at this.
Is it just that we've gotten older? We're really not much bigger than we were then.
Or did we just get spoiled?
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