I’m back from vacation. My, O my, it feels good to be home.
Nevermind the fun that I had while I was gone, or the sadness the I’m experiencing as a result of seeing my very sick Great Aunt, I have a very serious question that I need to ask you.
The night before I left for vacation, I stayed at my mom and dad’s house. We were leaving from Love at 06:30 hours, and I didn’t want to have to drive all the way over (nevermind park at the airport for the whole vacation). Because my parents don’t have a guest room (instead they have a sewing factory) and because they have a moderately awkward-to-sleep-on couch, and because Boo has a queen sized bed, I slept in his bed with him.
Sleeping in a queen sized bed with your brother under weird sleep-need circumstances is not weird.
Then I called Zack, and I mentioned that Boo talks in his sleep. How did I know that, he wondered? Did Boo fall asleep on the couch or something? I said no, that I had slept in Boo’s bed, as opposed to sleeping on the couch. Totally normal.
Then Zack said, “that’s weird.”
“No it’s not,” I said. “You would totally share a bed with Jared or Matt in a hotel room or something.”
“Yeah,” he replied, “but Matt and Jared are boys, and so am I.”
“AS IF THAT MAKES A DIFFERENCE?” I calmly thought. Or said? Not entirely sure. The point here, my friends, is that I truly believe that (as a rare, rare once in a lifetime event,) Zack is wrong.
After taking a short, admittedly informal poll at work, I have only been reassured in my thinking. Sure, all my co-workers informed me, it was totally normal for their kids of both genders, young and old, to share beds with one another. I am drooling at the idea of PERHAPS having a handle on something that is normal (as the queen of weird) that Zack, prince of the socially acceptable, thinks is totally bizarre.
So, sock it to me. Is it weird to sleep in the same bed as your opposite sexed brother or sister? Is it totally average and everyone does it? Bring it on. I can handle the truth. I’m quite used to being incorrect.