Sharing Space on Memory Foam

I got here first.

It’s not as though we have only one bed for the two of us. We each have a bed. But, there are times when Shane needs to be near me, and I'm not sure why. I try to look indifferent, but sharing sometimes rattles my nerves. We have such different senses of personal space. It’s genetic, I'm sure.

Shane probably doesn’t realize that the two of us on this little memory foam bed add up to about 260 pounds! That’s a lot of memory for a piece of foam to keep in its basic DNA. It's something to think about on a long winter night.

Best wishes, Juno