An un-natural arrangement

Did I mention the sleeping arrangements for this coming holiday? Flower and I in one bed (with most likely the Mad Hatter), and Walrus and his Dad sleeping in twin beds. This means a whole week without my man, and with a child (and dog) who like to take up three-quarters of the bed.

And did I mention that you have to go through our bedroom to get to the toilet? So, along with the wrong crowd in my bed, sleeping al'natural, will not be on the menu.

Course, it also means that if the old man farts during the night, we won't get the first wiff of it. Thanking God, already, for small favors.