This is why we bought a king-sized bed
April 19, 2012 | My Jottings
Michael and I have been married for almost 31 years, and we’ve always slept on a queen-sized bed. We’ve owned one uncomfortable queen bed, one very comfortable soft-side queen water bed, and the mattress we sleep on now, which is like a dream, but also fifteen years old.
He has said at least one hundred times, “We need to buy a king-sized bed.” And I’ve never said much in response, because our sheets are queen-sized, our comforter and blankets are queen-sized, and when something is working for you, why change it?
Well, the master bedroom in the house we’re moving to is quite spacious, even though the house is smaller overall than this one. And since our current queen bed is pretty old and has two submarine-shaped dents in it where the owners sleep, we finally gave in and bought a king-sized bed. We went to the bed store and laid around for a while, and finally decided on one that will be delivered on June 1st, to the new address.
When we tried out the huge mattress at the bed store, we looked across the vast expanse at each other and I called, “Hallooo over there!” and Michael sort of half-grinned. But for probably different reasons than you might think. We can read each others’ minds, you see. And I knew exactly what Michael was thinking, and he knew my thoughts too.
He was thinking, “This bed will be just perfect for the four of us.”
Here are three of the four of us, resting on our current queen bed after a full day of errands and cleaning.
Michael is in the blue jeans, Mildred is in the blue collar, and Edith is wearing the red. The pooches don’t like to sleep at the foot of the bed. They crowd in as close as they can, making a Michael and Schnauzer sandwich whenever possible. Millie didn’t like the click of the camera and you can see the paranoia in her eyes. Before I took the photo she was quite relaxed, and stretched out as if she owned the bed and Michael.
Anyway, we will soon have possibly the last bed we’ll ever own, and it will be a king-sized beast…for the beasts.
Don’t judge.
Boy, can I relate! I have a queen sized bed and a little five pound dog and he takes up most of the bed. He, too, likes to cuddle in close and since I’m terrified of rolling on him (and thus ending his life) I stay huddled on the edge. I also sleep with a minimum of three chew bones and at least one stuffed dog toy. Pathetic I know.
Only pathetic to some people, Pat. Not to me. 🙂
Excellent decision. A kingsized bed is basically a small elevated room. Think of it as a gorilla’s night nest or verging on attaining status as a planet.
The closer people are, the more important the firebreaks.
Kingsized beds are good for marriages.
I’m not sure I’ll be able to get “gorilla’s night nest” out of my mind now, Ember. 🙂 You writers and your words…. xxoo
Definitely the best decision! There were 4 in the bed & the little one said….
…”move over! Move over!” Except in our case it might not be the littlest one saying it. 🙂 xx
Because of Alan’s disability, we have a three foot bed each – should Alan need carers visiting, they would insist on Alan being in a single bed. But, (big indiscretion coming now!), we have pushed them together and laid a king-size topper over the pair of them! However we don’t share our bed with any pets – Mario our cat would be too much of a pain!
Did you go suitably attired when looking for your new bed? I have visions of you both in your pyjamas, dressing gowns, slippers and curlers (Michael of course in the curlers, not you dear Julie!:))
I think pushing the two beds together is just how it should be, Kay! And we did not dress as comfortably as you pictured us, although that made me laugh today and I thank you for that, Kay! Michael in curlers is something I’d really like to see… 🙂 Have a wonderful weekend….
I can relate! Our yellow lab is perfecting the art of laying across both of us at the same time. You will not regret your decision:)
How funny – I can picture your Old Yeller now, Kristi. Now that Sara knows we’re getting a king-sized bed, she kidded, “Now there will be room for you and Dad, Edith, Mildred and me!” 🙂
This is one of the rare posts where your commentators were funnier than you were……and that’s pretty funny.
I also think all the great folks who comment here are pretty witty and sometimes outright hilarious, Christy. And you only say I’m funny because I’m your sister in law and you love me. 🙂 xxoo
We used to have a queen sized bed til it got so bad it needed to GO. As we tried to figure out what we should replace it with, we realized that we had a perfectly good FULL size bed being stored so we hauled it upstairs and that is what we are currently sleeping on.
It’s not ideal. I spend every day of my life craving more personal space and a full size bed does not cater to that longing. =)
But it’s working and with a tight budget at this time it saved us a bunch of money!
BUT, on the rare occasion that we stay in a hotel, if there is a king size bed, I find it heavenly. And EVERY time, I make a point of demonstrating that I can lay all directions on a king size bed without head or feet going off the edge. I would say it’s a perk to being short but I don’t know if it’s really a perk. More like a quirk. =)
I think your quirks are definitely perks, Jessica. Right this minute as I type this, I’m thanking God for putting us in each others’ lives. xxoo