Sometimes...

Sometimes sharing a bed is the worst. I don't know what it is, usually we both sleep like a rock, but sometimes we are so tired and restless at the same time that we keep squirming around trying to find the perfect sleeping spot on the bed. Everytime I move I wake up Dustin, and everytime I think I have finally found another good position to resume my slumber Dustin yanks all the blankets off of me and it starts the vicious cycle all over again. Maybe we should just get bunk beds! ha ha