Halves

We are often encouraged to share with others.  This is something that we are taught at a young age and reminded of continuously.  Maybe because it's easy to be selfish, we need these reminders.

Well I got the message loud and clear.

A few nights ago I was getting comfortable in the bed.  Fluffing the pillows, adjusting the blankets just right, the whole deal.  Then Cari gets into bed and starts pushing me toward the side of the bed.  I complained pretty loudly that I had just gotten comfortable.

She responded with a complaint of her own, "That's my half."

I was quick to point out that she was wrong.  I even offered to get a Sharpie and draw lines on the sheets to show where the halves were.