You heard it here first my friends. While Covid has been a great teacher of many things, for me patience has been the front runner. I, for one, am not the most patient of people. I get antsy, I prefer to be busy and move around. Multi-tasking suits me and it fuels me to be over-scheduled. But when it comes to a good night's sleep, I prefer to sleep with the window open and the room set to 68 degrees. My husband prefers to sleep in a humidification village, surrounded by his three very loud, very powerful, humidifiers and the windows hermetically sealed shut. He is a blanket stealer and after I am long asleep, he closes the window. With less opportunity for individual travel these days, I got to thinking. Maybe his and her master baths should be replaced by his and her master bedrooms. Imagine if you could share a bathroom and engage in a morning catch-up, refreshed, over a cup of coffee from a good night's sleep. An entire generation of folks slept in twin beds. You can invite your spouse to visit your bedroom, but not spend the night.
And while I am being a total brat, fantasizing about separate bedrooms, let’s be clear that his and her master closets shall, for obvious reasons, remain separate.