Once upon a time when Carl was in Long Beach earlier this month, I got into the habit of using the whole bed to sleep. I would put my head on his pillow and angle the rest of my body over towards my own side of the bed. I grew very accustomed to using his pillow and soon preferred it over my own. Once Carl was home, I had to give him back his side of the bed and the pillow. I was devastated. I told him about how I liked his pillow and he asked if I wanted to trade with him. I felt bad about it and told him I would just go buy myself a pillow like the one he has. He suggested we trade for the night and see how it went.
It turns out that Carl likes my pillow better than the one he traded. We both got something we like better! It's been nothing but pleasant dreams ever since and we lived happily ever after.
The end.
That was awesome.
ReplyDeleteI always seem to prefer John's pillow over mine. Even if we trade his always seems better. It must be psychological for me. That's great that you both got a good deal out of the trade.
ReplyDeleteYou're much nicer than me. . .my story would've gone
ReplyDelete"so I took the pillow and switched cases hoping he wouldn't notice. . .'I don't know WHAT happened to that pillow, maybe one of the kids grabbed it?'"
THE END.
Carl is a keeper!!
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