i fell out of bed last night.
actually, i was pushed.
see, si sleeps in kind of a rotated “v” shape, with his head and feet on his side of the bed and his butt on my side of the bed.
the problem is that i sleep the same way.
so when we’re, well, butted up against each other, the bed becomes too small.
apparently si thought i was crowding him, because he kept nudging me over until..
me, sleepily rubbing my head while si frantically asks if i’m ok: “you know, i could sleep on the couch if that’s the way you feel”
he felt horribly bad about the whole ordeal.
i will milk it for all it’s worth.
JOKINGLY, of course.