[surfsvammel]

I had it all figured out. Dark room. Just the right temperature. Big enough bed. The perfect mattress. Cool, high tech, fabrics. Nice and thin pillow.

Then along came The Kids. Two of them. They have, of course, beds of their own, night lights, all that stuff. But they are now the ones enjoying my wonder of a bedroom. And me, I'm sleeping on the couch.

Some nights, one of The Kids, seems to feel even the couch is to comfy for me. One of them comes wandering over to the couch to sleep next to me, often ending up pushing me out altogether. Those nights I end up sleeping, all curled up, in their small Ikea Växa-beds.

But, I'm not morose. Im just tired.

Good luck with your sleep palace, pal, I sincerely wish you get to enjoy yours.