The Chick Behind the Blog: Bedroom Secrets

I have a confession.

My husband (aka One Crazy C&ck, thank you Angie I cannot stop calling him that!) and I do not share a bed.

I know I don't know why I am telling you this either.

Except that Koko's bed troubles got me thinking. It seems I am not the only one in our house incapable of making wise bed purchases.

See it wasn't always this way. Up until very recently Bob and I shared a bed. The thought of couples not sharing a bed always made me wonder and cast judgment on their marriage. Shame on them for not working out whatever differences they have, I would think to myself.

Man, it seems whenever I do that? You know, judge people, I am always humbled when something happens and I am in the very predicament I was judging. Life is funny that way. Like that one time we were leaving Palm Springs to drive to Arizona and I laughed at the people who had a flat tire. You know 3 minutes later we were stuck in the middle of the desert with no water on the side of the road for 5 hours with a jack that didn't work.

Anyway, last November Bob was having some back problems and he was convinced it was the mattress. I'll admit that the mattress was older, approximately 8 years old - the first purchase we ever made before moving in together. So, even though I was convinced it was not the mattress, because man my back feels fine, I played nice.

Instantly we both fell in love with the Sleep Number beds. How could you not? If you haven't tried one, what are you waiting for?

Despite our love for the product, $3000 is a lot of money. But, not a whole lot more than we had spent on our original bed but certainly not something we would just walk out of the store with that day. If we are going to drop that kind of cash we have to do a little research first. And where does one go to do research? The Internet because it does not lie.

My mistake was leaving the purchase in Bob's hands. I was sort of against it since my back was not hurting but not against it enough to put my foot down. I mean if the man is in pain who am I to stand in his way?

So, he started researching and before I knew it he "saved" us $1000 by getting a Sleep Number at a discounted price.

"Hmmm, I thought that they were sold by authorized retailers Bob?" I was intrigued.

"Yes, this isn't a Sleep Number and you can't try this one out but it says it is the exact same thing right here on the website," He offered.

"Oh, I suppose if the Internet told you I might die if you don't kill me first, you would do it?" I quipped.

The bed came and Bob loved it.

I, however, have had problems with my side from day one. Eventually, Bob called the manufacturer and apparently they sent the wrong part. I was relieved because Bob kept telling me I was losing my mind and this is the best bed he'd ever slept in. The replacement part arrived and I still feel like I am camping every.single.night.

A deflating air mattress once in a while is fine - its part of camping's charm. But, nightly? I don't think so. We did the only thing we could think of, we put our old mattress on the floor next to the new one.

Two king beds in one room.

It's paradise. I'm not even sure I could share with him ever again.