So. A few days ago, I was working late on my lap top in bed. I was on gideon's half of the bed, because there's an outlet nice and close to his side. Around 10, he crawled in, (on my side) and about 30 seconds later he started snoring. Adorable. I figured I would just wake him up when I was done and then we'd switch back to our respective spots (we've never switched spots before), but somewhere between me finishing with my laptop and waking up the next morning, I realized that we never switched. I actuallyslept on his side. You would've thought that since he's always cuddling with me and giving me no room at all, I would have had a great night's sleep since I was on the side of the bed that never gets used. But no. Apparently, it doesn't matter what side my husband sleeps on, just so long as he is cuddling me to the edge of where I'm sleeping. Anyway, I was sorta grouchy the rest of that day, and sarcastically, Gideon said (without realizing the humor in his statement), "My, my my, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed." I started laughing. Then he got it. Then he started laughing. It was funny.
I know it doesn't seem that funny to you, friends, but I missed you, and thought it was funny.