I was going to show you guys pictures last night of my bed, pre-sleep. I'd decided that I was ready to take the massive pile of pillows off of Mr. Bright Eyes' usual side and reclaim my whole bed. After all, when we were married I hogged the bed, no problem. So, it didn't make sense that I should make my new giant bed into a twin that the 3 dogs and I should share.
I took the pillows off- I didn't feel great. There was enough actual room for a human body to fit there- unnerving.
I woke up in the middle of the night having dreams/nightmares/whatever you want to call it of discussions/arguments with Mr. BE. I realized that I was still only asleep on my half of the bed, so I took over the whole bed. It did not help.
I'm sorry for y'all that are in or out facing feet of snow, but I'm in my bedroom hiding under my covers. I have an appointment with a new doctor, in my new city for my Trigeminal Neuralgia. It's good I'm going and my Mom is taking me. I hate going to new doctors. And I just want to hide.