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Arm under head, feet out, dangling, while snoring sideways on a futon-bed these days. No, not the dog house, just a rational decision to get some sleep after the 3.5 yo toddler recently claimed 2/3 of the King size bed, with the rest allocated to the wife. Talk about equity.
The best nights/days take place while the wife visits the parents. On such occasions I have it all to myself, the bed, and the day merges into the night seamlessly. I make allowance for a plan-free, hassle-free schedule; inevitably hitting the sac any which way I happen to land that night, or early morning (no joke).
Some of these positions are definitely not giving that well with my back. There are times I feel like I've been sleeping in a 2x2 cage.
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