Two weeks ago Sunday, I did laundry, stripped the bed and washed the sheets. I have many, many sets of sheets, but didn't get around to putting sheets back on the bed right away. I was solidly in the middle of my Potter-mania and had to get back to the story. Midnight rolled around, and I walked into the bedroom, looked at the unmade bed, set the alarm, and turned on my heals, and crashed out in the guest room.
Same thing happened Monday.
Last Saturday, I tore my bed apart, trying to figure out why it is squeakier now that it was in my old place. (Oh hush! :-) ) It turns out that one of the wooden supports that the slats sits on is cracked a little, and a little loose. I'm going to need to get that fixed soon. But, Saturday night, there I was, crashed out on the guest bed again.
I have been in my condo almost one year now, and until Cora came to visit in late May, I had never slept in the guest room. Not once. Now I have slept there 4 nights. 3 within the span of a week.
Is this normal, or am I just a lazy freak who should learn to make his bed as soon as he strips it down? Sometimes I will crash out on my couch for the night, just because.
Do you ever sleep sleep somewhere other than your bed just to mix it up a little?
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