Crazy statistics

I am spending a lazy Saturday night at home, with the telly on (cringy soap opera about a teacher who is sort of in love with his student but this controversy is for another time methinks) and a chilled glass of sauvignon blanc by the futon (baby, see, I switched to white vino so no more staining the sheets and defensive rants like, “It wasn’t my period!”), while reading the latest issue of British Elle.

In my wine haze I stumbled upon this article that talks about couples in the US and UK opting for separate beds. I quote: “Fifty-one per cent of women are duvet stealers, while 61 per cent of men like to hog the majority of the bed.” You will reel at this one (how did they come up with this figure?!): “By 2015, 60 per cent of homes will come complete with two master bedrooms in the US.” Right. Maybe only the folks in the US are sleeping betsu-betsu (separate), ne.

What about sleepy morning cuddles and nocturnal canoodles or even buddy-like banter while changing into sleepwear? It’s amazing what 30 mintues on each side of the day could do for your relationship. I don’t see the kangroo much in the day but I still look forward to these stolen moments at the very least. And, even though we both declare each has a snoring problem, would we ever sleep on different beds in the same house?

One, I’m glad I’m no longer in a women’s magazine and have to contend with finding incredible statistics like the ones I quoted here; and two, apparently Brangelina tried this out when baby Shiloh was on the way, so it’s in fashion? If not for the gorgeous beauty pages, I wouldn’t buy this rag again. Meow.

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