Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Last night I fell asleep on the sofa. The windows were open and crisp air was blowing in. My husband does not like to sleep with the windows open; this is one source of contention in our marriage. He is very sensitive to sounds outside. I can understand, we live next to a busy street; for me, the chilly breeze promotes an easy cozy sleep despite buses and motorcycles, for him, the buses and motorcycles keep him awake and he gets frustrated.
Part of me wants to sleep in our daughter's room because she doesn't sleep in there. I want to sleep in a big bed all alone with the windows wide open to allow myself to be chilled by the air and warmed by the blankets. The other part of me doesn't like the idea of not sleeping in bed with my family. That sides always wins. My personal compromise is to fall asleep on the sofa until about 2 or 3 am and then stumble up the steps to sleep in the air conditioned vacuum that is my bedroom.