When Jeremiah and I were oh so young we went out shopping for furniture for our first apartment right before our wedding.
Of course being the naive (and frugal) people that we were (still are?) when it came to choosing a bed we looked at the options...full, queen, and king...and thought oh, we won't mind being close and a full is so much cheaper.
So that's the route we went.
Ahem. Just a few months into this whole marriage thing we realized we might have made a mistake. Sure, we like cuddling. But not when we were trying to sleep.
And especially with a man who likes to sleep with his arms crossed behind his head. Which means I have elbows in my eyeballs at random times throughout the night.
1 year. 2 years. 3 years. 4 years. 5 years. 6 years. 7 years go by.
1 child. 2 children. 3 children later.
Why did we buy a full sized bed again?
Then last weekend my parents gifted us with a king size bed.
King sized, people. That's like 17 times bigger than a full.
We slept the whole first night without bumping butts, pulling elbows out of eyeballs, or smelling stinky middle of the night breath. Amazing.
Fast forward a whole week and we are still in amazement. And adjusting. Can I admit I sort of miss those elbows? And if you have to bump butts with someone...
How bout you?
I'd love to hear about any newlywed naivety you quickly learned the truth about?
Or any frugal decisions that you regretted later?