One thing that was never explained to me when I got married was the sharing the bed thing. Don't get me wrong, I love sharing my bed with my husband; I just never understood how much room he'd need to sleep. Our bed is a comfortable queen sized bed, how could he take up ¾s of it? Of course, with the hogging of the bed comes the hogging of the covers. Being a cold natured person, I am always cold, but he's always warm. Naturally, he kicks the covers off of both of us and then insists that I shouldn't need them because it is August and he's quite warm. Complaining won't change the fact that as a result of his bed hogging for the three years we've been married I have now been trained to sleep on the edge of the bed (the 1/4th he's so thoughtfully allowed me to use) facing away from him so I can spread my knees out to give my body the appearance of space. He won't understand, as he doesn't seem to understand that he's been unconsciously molding my sleeping habits, but I've done the same to him in other areas, so I don't complain.

When we are out together and I am cold, he gives me his cloak. He also doesn't whine too badly when I press my shoulder (painfully sometimes) into his side in an effort to warm up. After all these years, he still opens doors for me and rarely do I have to pay for anything. He's not remiss on gifts either. Flowers will magically appear at random and when pressed, he will simply answer, "it's been a while since I've bought you flowers" or playfully he'll complain that having a wife is expensive. All of these habits, of course, have not been purposefully been trained into either of us. These habits are the natural result of a man and a woman trying to come together and becoming one. In a few years these habits could be replaced by others, most likely children will cause others to be made, but for now, I think I can handle sleeping on my ¼ of the bed and fighting for control of the blankets.