Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Too Close for Comfort

On a recent trip to see Beth in Illinois, Mary and I discovered something. She (Mary) doesn't mind sharing a bed with others (I'm sure "others" doesn't include just anyone. Her morals aren't that loose. But I honestly can't stand the idea of sharing a bed with anyone... well, anyone but my dear husband. Every now and then, though, it's nice when he goes out of town and I get the big bed all to myself. But, shhhh, don't tell him I told you that. I guess it's weird, because Mary and Beth reminded me that we had five of us (Mary, Hillary, Erica, Beth, and myself) in my full-sized bed at one point (or more) in high school. So if I was okay with it then, why is it so weird now?? I guess Chris and I have our nice, normal routine that I've grown accustomed to over the past six years. We don't have an awkward pause and have to wonder if we can go ahead and doze off or if we still need to pay close attention. I can put my cold feet on him and snuggle up next to him if I want. I'm sure Mary would have let me do that. She's just that good of a friend, but I could never feel comfortable doing this. And this probably makes my husband happy. Perhaps I don't like sharing a bed with a friend, because I feel I have to be very conscious of "the line" - wouldn't want to cross onto their side and accidentally touch. Nooooooo! I'm not really sure why I have such an aversion to this, but I will just hope that it's not too often that I am put in this situation. And just so you know, Mary and I did share a bed that weekend, and I survived. Barely.


  1. This discovery cracked me up. We have been friends for oh, maybe 17 years, and I never in a million years would have guessed that this would bug Amelia (or any of my other girl friends for that matter).

    I do have my own set of personal space issues (do not touch my face - seriously), but I've never minded sharing a bed with a friend when the situation called for it. In fact, I'm pretty sure I've put my cold feet on Cassandra a time or two...or twelve. :)

  2. This cracked me up because I have shared a bed with Mary plenty of times...way too many to count actually...and it has never bothered me, not once. In fact, I don't mind sharing a bed with any of my friends if the situation calls for it. I must say that Scott and I definitely need a bigger bed b/c there is just not enough space for me to sprawl out if I need to (after cuddling time, of course).