More room for dogs on the bed. 
Mr VOW and I are used to sleeping on a King. Due to space limitations, our room at The Daughter’s house will only accommodate a Queen. Even so, I have to walk sideways to circumnavigate to my side of the bed.
Mr VOW is a bed hog and a covers hog. There is a commercial currently on TV that shows a couple in bed, where the sleeping man takes all of his wife’s covers, and coccoons himself so she cannot even yank back even a small portion. She ends up wide awake and fuming.
Then the husband yanks her pillow away, and scoots over so she ends up on the floor.
The commercial really cracks me up, as this is the battle fought in our bed, almost every night.
When I make the bed, I pull back all the covers and smooth in place one layer at a time, almost perfectly centered. Mr VOW is a lazybones, and thinks pulling the comforter over the mess us “good enough.”
That really pisses me off, because I KNOW the Army taught him how to make a bed!
I have explained to him, over and over (and over!) that the way I make the bed means we each start out with an equal amount of covers.
He’s working on it…
And I can’t remember what is being advertised in that commercial. Oh well.
~VOW
I was shopping for a new mattress with Son-of-a-wrek. It was a gift for DIL.
I saw a huge bed. Way bigger than a king. It was called a family bed. I wanted it. My dogs sleep in dog beds and always have. Cats only on the headboard (mainly because they think I’m not good enough to sleep, the jerks)
I just like a huge thing to potentially sleep on. Seems fun.
She had this bed when we met, and yeah, there’s always a dog (looking at you, Loki) stretched out…
ETA: when my gf travels for work, I still sleep on the edge.
I am not touching that.
I’m doomed to be everyones potential straight man, perpetually.
Oh, crap …
I did it again!
Banish that big ass bed from your memory, immediately!
Nothing in your house will fit it. You’ll have to buy a new mattress pad (at least one, more would be wise), sheets, blankets, comforters/bedspread, pillows…sheesh!
Bedding may have to be washed at a commercial laundry!
Don’t even think about the expense of a new headboard!
The really really, I mean REALLY scary part: the size of the dustbunnies underneath!
~VOW
At that point, we call them “dust rhinos.”
That’s the least of her worries. The ones in the middle have their own zip code.
My dad was such a bed hog that Mom had them sleeping in extra-long twin beds under a king headboard. That way she could sleep covered while he rolled himself in his own blankets. It seems like a lifesaving decision on her part. I’m a roller myself but totally get where she was coming from when I got together with the person who is now the ex. He was a roller too.
@VOW… You dashed another life dream. Appreciate that🤗
I’m like the Li’l-wrekker, she said: " the mattress is probably lumpy and uncomfortable. She’s a kill-joy, as well.
She never wants me to have fun thangs!!
Li’l Wrekker wants to keep the marriage intact. The mongo bed you described sounds like you and Big Wrek would be in the same bed, but in different counties!
I’ve observed that most married couples have one hot person and one cold person. Mr VOW is a furnace; I’m an ice box. I have to be near enough so that when I get cold, I can snuggle up to him and thaw out. We’ve been married for a zillion years, and he has never once complained about his frozen wife who presents him with tundra feet and frostbitten hands!
~VOW
True for us, as well, though we flipped roles along the way.
When we got married, I was 27, and my wife was 29. I was the furnace, and she was the one who was always cold.
I developed type 2 diabetes at age 40, and that changed my metabolism – I’m now often cold, especially in the winter. Meanwhile, once my wife stated menopause in her mid 40s, she became hot all the time. Now, in the height of winter, I’m sleeping in a thermal underwear shirt, flannel pants, and socks, and I still need to have the electric mattress pad going, while she is sleeping in summer pajamas, with the covers thrown off for half the night.
The different counties is truer than you thing. The house is nearly in 2 counties.
I’m a cold sleeper. Big W has always been a hot sleeper. He often has a window open in the winter.