Zen and the Right Side of the Bed

At some point in your life, you've been accused of getting up on the wrong side of the bed. Amanda and I recently decided that, perhaps, we were each sleeping on the wrong side of the bed.

Several truths have become evident during the first few days following swapping sides of the bed.

One. Certain male members of this household have poor short term memory. On a similar note, I don't seem to be competent in operating complicated electronic devices like alarm clocks. I guess I'll have to move it.

Two. Certain four legged mammals were not, it seems, attracted to Amanda, but rather just to her side of the bed. I'm sure she's horribly disappointed in this discovery, but I'm also sure she's enjoying the sleep since now it's Wickett tap dancing on my hip while she snickers quietly in her "sleep."

Three. Fiona has the ability to alter the universal gravitational constant. Actually, I think Amanda has been aware of this for some time now, but around 3 o'clock this morning, I was surprise to awaken and discover a 300 pound weight atop my shins. Not bad for a 43 pound border collie.

Four. Holy crap, it's hot. That has nothing to do with what side of the bed we're all sleeping on, but it just is. If you're in, say... Montana, and need a quality, well rounded technology guy and a super-awesome biology teacher... please use the Contact Us links!