With my current beau, I sleep on the right and he on the left. We’re both right handed, and he sleeps farthest from both the door and bathroom.
The bed is up against one wall, and he prefers to sleep next to the wall (fine with me, since he’s a total bed hog and I couldn’t stand being squished against the wall). I’m planning on moving the bed again so that it’s centered between the windows. If I do, he says he prefers the left in that case too.
My ex and I moved a few times, so I slept on both the right and left. More often on the right. I don’t really care, I just prefer to have the nightstand on my side of the bed.
One of the things that took me by surprise was that Pepper Mill knew exactly where she was sleeping, and brooked no compromise. She was sleeping on the Left Side, as seen by a person standing at the foot of the bed and looking at the bed.
I had no objection to this, but didn’t understand why this was an immutable Rule of Nature. (It does change under certain circumstances. If there’s one light, and it’s on the opposite side, I’ll usually get it, since I tend to read later into the night)
I’m left handed, the spouse is right handed. If you stand at the foot of the bed and face the headboard, he’s on the left and I’m on the right. I’m closest to the door and slightly closer to the bathroom, except that I never use that bathroom–it’s his, and the one in the hall is mine.
Our sleeping positions are always determined by where we are relative to each other, which means we’re always on the same side. Oddly, when we walk together, we’re on opposite sides to when we sleep. The location of the door or the bathroom is irrelevant to us.
I sleep on the right, looking from the foot of the bed. My side is up against the wall and my husband gets up for work earlier than I do so it makes more sense for him to be on the edge. When we first started sharing a bed we would fight for the outer side but now I much prefer my half.
Facing the bed from its foot: In my bed, I sleep on the right and my girlfriend sleeps on the left; in her bed, it’s the other way around, me on left, her on right. In both configurations, she is closest to the door.
I think in the book Why Men Don’t Listen and Women Can’t Read Maps, they mention something about men tending to sleep on the exposed side (closest to the most accessible entrance). I can’t remember if they actually backed it up with a cite, though. That particular book was not among the handful I felt I needed to bring with me when I left my parents’ house. :rolleyes:
I don’t have a regular partner now, but in the past I’ve slept on the left. Which in most cases has been away from the door. My mom always slept on the right, though, closest to the door.
BTW, HazelNutCoffee , I’m just joshin’ ya ( think…).
This thread made me realize that with my sweet bundle of neurotic love, who has assigned me a side of the bed at each of our separate residences, I sleep always in the spot least convenient for both of us. At my place, I’m closest to the bathroom (which is fine) but farther from the television. At her place, I’m closest to the closet (no, not THAT closet) and therefore farther from all points of entry (to the room, that is). Thing is, though, she wakes up for work at about 4am so she’s usually the first to bed (or the first to fall asleep). That means I have to basically climb over her at her place to get into or out of bed at her place, and at my place I have to lean over her to see the TV or use the remote. All of these lead to me waking her up and getting a vituperative tongue lashing (not the best kind to get) for disturbing her rest.
Maybe she’s just finding more reasons to yell at me?
My spousal unit and I have always slept opposite of the orientation in the OP. Doesn’t matter if it’s in our bed, a hotel bed, a friend’s guest room, or our boat. It’s been that way for almost 24 years - no idea why. We tried switching sides once but it only lasted a couple of nights - it was just wrong.
Facing the bed from its foot, I sleep on the left side, husband on the right. That sounds totally wrong though. If you asked me, I’d say I slept on the right hand side of the bed. Anyway, I picked that side because it is closest to both the closet and the door. It works out great because hubby can have a disaster mess on his side of the bed and I’ll never see it.
I sleep on the left, Suburban Plankton on the right, if you are standing at the foot looking at the bed. My best friend and her husband are the same. I used to sleep on the right until I was pregnant and then I wanted to sleep closest to the slider so I could get the breeze. I decided I liked sleeping on the side with the open door because it was cooler and I tend to be hotter than he is.
This is exactly how the SO and I sleep. He sleeps closer to the door, to protect me in case of burglers or monsters. But we’re in the opposite position from what the OP described. When you stand at the end of the bed, I’m on the left and he’s on the right, at both his house and my apartment.
And yes, in case monsters or rabid tree rats come in through the window, I’m screwed.
I get up earlier so I used to always have the side closest to the door which happened to be the right side. In our current bedroom, though, he’s got the right side even though it’s the closest to the door side because it’s got the stereo and reading lamp that he’s more likely to use. I’ve got the (further) left side, even though I get up earlier.
I mean, let’s say someone busts through the door in the middle of the swinging a hatchet. He’s already taken out and either killed, or incapacitated the husband before he even has a chance at waking up, and the woman is left to the hatchet swinging madman on her own.
The husband should be the furthest away from the door because if hatchet swinging madman takes out the woman before she wakes up, the husband still has enough time to get his thoughts together and strike back, hopefully before hatchet swinging madman finishes the woman off. The husband has a much better chance at defending himself than the woman has, and those couple of seconds that the woman delays the hatchet swinging madman may make the difference between a hospital stay for one, or a double-funeral.
Facing the beds, I sleep on the left bed, he sleeps on the right. In our last house, he slept on the left, I was on the right.
My side is the one that has The Lamp. Nowadays, that isn’t so important since I got my nifty Nokia 770 that functions as an ebook reader. It is backlit! And it powers off! and it recharges! and I can set the brightness!
What? Yeah, we have two beds, I have a king, he has a queen. Don’t read too much into it. The king is a pillowtop waterbed that he can pry my rotting flesh off of before I give it up. It was bothering his back, so I kicked him out…and his little dog too!
