a confession

matt says i always take over the whole bed when we are sleeping.

i think he's being dramatic and has a hard time telling where the half of the bed is 

when it's dark.

matt says i always steal the covers.

but, no, i insist; that is SO in your imagination! 

and then....

i made the bed the other day (not i novel thing, i promise), 

when i spotted his side of the bed covers, barely covering the mattress:

versus my side of the bed covers: long, almost touching the floor, 

and obviously unevenly distributed in favor of (gasp) 

me!

so i confess. 

i guess i am a blanket thief. 

i take it all back. 

not that i plan on doing things differently at all;

but i can at least be penitent in my thievery.