Been living with my GF for a couple of weeks now, the apartment is awesome, things are going well, everything is storybook, except for one thing. I traded control of the kitchen, for control of the bedroom, and choice of bed. I did not think this was going to be an issue, I figured it was better to have control of the space I use most, and have the strongest opinions about. For her to concede that space to me, I had to give her the bedroom. No problems, what is the worst she could do, put up kitten posters?
In the spectrum of beds, there is soft, medium, firm, very firm, ultra firm, Klingon, and marble slab. I have spent the night in jail, and that is what I would compare it to. I have about the same amount of space, and there is no give whatsoever in the mattress. I have gotten a concession for choice of couch from her, but man, that bed is killing me! I can't sleep for more than 3 hours at a stretch, I have actually slept on the living room floor a few times because at least I can thrash around and not worry about waking her up. It's great for sex, this is true, it hits a nice springback when I'm doing the 'Full Court Press' and really pounding, but that's 12 minutes, the rest of the time I spend in that be is fucking torture.
I am digging the domestic life, it suits my goals and my mindset right now, and I'm thinking about marrying this bitch who sleeps on concrete, so I have to figure a way around this. At least I don't have to worry about her when we go camping, if she doesn't like the ground mat, she can go somewhere more to her liking, like the jagged rocks beside a creek.
Any advice would be appreciated.
ITT; Things I had to deal with when I moved in with my girlfriend/boyfriend.