Sleeping together after fifty is a riot!
Honestly, between getting up to pee 3 times each. We try to go right after each other to lessen the parade in hopes of getting actual sleep.
Yep, it’s a pee pee parade.
Then there’s free floating anxiety, heart palpitation, hot flashes, fear of death anxiety, fear of not sleeping anxiety, snoring(we both snore), politics, bad dreams, loud meowing cats, etc.
Who can really get any sleep? And do we need less sleep as walk into our twilight years?
I’m a morning person, he’s a night person.
I fall asleep to listening to spiritual podcasts, he listens to rain storms with bird sounds on youtube.
The dance of sleeping together in midlife. Something else no one tells you about.
We are figuring it out.
Here is a little video I made for your entertainment… and to show you what it looks like.