He’s left-handed and I’m right-handed. In the bed and in the car I am on the right and he is on the left (I don’t drive, so he always does). It works well because if we face each other (in the bed) we’re both using our dominant hands for foolin’ around. Also, the bedside lamp is on the left side of the bed and he’s a lot more likely to stay up later reading than I am.
Once in a while, we switch sides. Not very often, though.
However, when we run together and often when we walk somewhere together, I am on the left and he is on the right because that feels better to me. The other way feels kind of strange.
As you stand at the foot of the bed and look at the headboard, I’m on the right, farthest from the bathroom, and DeHusband is on the left. There was a time when we tried to switch but it never felt right.
But actually Baby, the 26 pound cat, sleeps on the left, DeHusband sleeps in the middle and I sleep on the right. Yes Baby has issues, but at 26 pounds and full set of claws, she sleeps wherever she wants.
If you shove the bed away from the wall and stand between the bed and the wall, I sleep on the left, Hubby on the right. (We sleep, at the moment with our feet at the wall.)
He curdles to me, more comfortable for the both of us.
But when we go to sleep we sleep back to back.
I’m a righty, Hubby is a lefty.
I drive, Hubby doesn’t.
I walk on his right side, to do otherwise feels weird and I tend to veer off to the left.
No matter the bed or the room arrangement, I’m on the left, Hubby on the right.
Exception to above statement. When I sleep alone, I tend to sleep on his side of the bed. And he tends to sleep in the middle when I’m not there.
burundi always sleeps furthest from the door; this way, if a deranged axe murderer bursts through the door, she can escape through the window while I’m busy being chopped into pieces. I’ve tried explaining to her that four out of five deranged axe murderers prefer to use the window, but no go.
Honestly, I thought it was an arrangement peculiar to us; I had no idea other people had the same setup. Go figure!
I get to sleep on the wall side, farthest from the door. :rolleyes:
This actually took some getting used to, because I’m a tad claustrophobic. But I get even by taking up 4/5 of the bed and have him hanging off the edge trying to escape me. Apparently I’m too warm at night, and he doesn’t like cuddling in his sleep. Not that I really can, his chest is too big. If I try to rest my head on him my neck is at a painful angle.
He makes up for it by being cuddly all day long though, so it’s ok.
I am a righty, hubby is a lefty. When I’m on my back, I am on the right. For spooning purposes, the opposite arrangement is best for hubby’s broad shoulders. For foreplay, me on the right works rather well. But he gets up first, so the alarm is on his side of the bed.
Now that we have a master bedroom large enough to have space on both sides of the bed (17’ x 13’ - as big as the living room in our old house), I guess we could switch sides. But the right is closer to the bathroom, so maybe that’s a subconcious thing.
We’re really not picky - more like too lazy to find a stupid 9 volt battery, unplug the clock, and move it. And the pillows. And his lamp.
Usually, he’s on the right and I’m on the left. In his old apartment, the left side of the bed was against the wall, and I went to bed far earlier than he did, so I slept against the wall. I guess we just got used to that. Some nights, though, when his snoring is especially bad, I sleep on the side of the bed that’s in the guest room.
I’ve enjoyed all the people who wrote detailed explantions with no orientation. So they’re gayly going on about left & right with no way for anyone to figure out what they really mean.
When I’m lying on my stomach, my wife is to my right. When I roll over onto my back, she’s to my left. We’ve changed sides several times over the 15 years we’ve been married, usually when we move to a new house. Looking back, there doesn’t seem to be any consistent pattern relative to doors, bathrooms, windows, etc.
In our current arrangment, she sleeps on my left side. But now that I think about it, in our previous residence, she slept on my right side. I’ve been pretty comfortable in either position.
As I analyze these situations, I realize that she was getting the side closest to the door. When I get up in the morning, I have to take the long route around the bed to get out.
Until this thread, I had never thought about it. But it all makes sense.
I sleep on the right, and my hubby on the left.
We both usually sleep on our left sides, and I snuggle against his back with my right arm over his chest and under his right arm (If we reverse, he gets a mouth full of my hair).
And I do the groping.
I sleep on the right side with the wifey on my left. The reason is for cuddling though. When we first got married, my wife didn’t have a job yet and I was getting up rather early for my commute. The right side was closest to the door, so it minimized how much I disturbed her when I got ready for work. It worked too since she actually got upset at me for not giving her a kiss good-bye, even though I actually had but she was too sleepy to remember.
We ended up keeping our sides of the bed in every place we’ve lived, but that’s just for comfort – got used to it.
Suburban Plankton and I have changed sides of the bed a couple of times. The first time was when we moved from our apartment to your house. If the head of the bed is north, then I was sleeping in the west and he in the east. FWIW, I’m a leftie and he’s right-handed. When we moved, some how I ended up in the east and he in the west.
Then 6 yrs ago when I was pregnant we switched again because I was so freaking hot all the time that I wanted to sleep closer to the back door. We haven’t switched back…yet.
In hotels it’s totally random. The other weekend we were in a hotel and the first night I slept in the east and he in the west. Next night we switched to the other bed in the room and also switched positions…no rhyme, no reason.
what’s with all the talk about the “side with the alarm clock”?
Doesnt anybody else have 2 alarm clocks , like us?
Wifey goes to work an hour earlier than me.She gets up when her alarm rings. I roll over and doze/sleep till my alarm rings. I always thought that every couple puts a clock on each side of the bed.
We share the house,the bed, the pillows and the bank accounts.But the clock-- hey that’s personal! No touching without permission.
(oh, yeah,–to answer the OP: she’s on the window side, I’m on the “other” side, whichever that may be in. [Warm climate = windows open almost all year)
(and come on. people–if you’re gonna talk about left and right–you GOTTA specify orientation–left side facing the bed ain’t the same as left side when you’re lying on your back.And when yur doin’ the spooning thing, you’re laying on your side, so left/right really means up/down. Boy, this sure 'nuff gets me confused and tired.I’m gonna go to bed… on one side or the other…
The way our bed is set up now, I’m against the wall and he’s on the outside, closer to the door, because I feel more comfy curling up against the wall, and he’s uncomfortable if he’s in that position. I sleep on my right side, facing the wall. He usually cuddles me for a while, then turns over and sleeps on his left side with our backs pressed together.
The preferable arrangement, however, is for the “sides” to be switched, so that I can sleep on my right side, but facing him, falling asleep with my head on his armpit/shoulder/chest and his arm around me. The wall position trumps this preference and puts me facing away, instead. I tried and tried to position the bed to make this possible, but sadly it wasn’t happening the way the windows and doors are arranged in the (tiny) bedroom.
We’re both righties.
Mr. Adoptamom sleeps closest to the door, where ever we are. He’s a hunky 6’7" and I’m a mere 5’7", therefore he is a bigger target for the booger man. If the booger man should appear, my plan is to slip under the bed while the booger man chops DH to smithereens. Hopefully, the boogerman will be too tired to come looking for me after he finishes off DH.
Nope, We have one alarm clock on my side of the bed. I turn it off, get through the bathroom, and then bring Mrs. tgkk her cup of coffee. She doesn’t need an alarm clock, she’s got me.
Lying on our backs, Mrs. tgkk is on my left. It has been thus for the 22 years we’ve been married, in apartments, homes, hotels, wherever.
