#810 Returning to your warm and comfy bed after getting up to pee in the middle of the night

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Groggy and blind, you grunt and scratch your way back to your wrinkled sheet cave after an epic journey through the frozen bathroom wilderness.

AWESOME!

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44 thoughts on “#810 Returning to your warm and comfy bed after getting up to pee in the middle of the night

  1. I love this too. It’s almost as good as waking up, finding out your job or school is closed thanks to weather and then getting back into that amazingly warm bed. *sigh*

  2. Similarly, getting up to go to the loo and realising when you get back it’s only 1.23am and you still have hours more sleep.

    1. It really is remarkable, jdurley. Its like he thinks of nothing else! We must be up to 16 by now or something. 20? We’ll definitely make it to 100 before this is all said and done.

  3. This is only awesome for me about 40% of the time. The other 60% of the time, I invariably stub my toe (hard) against my bed, usually resulting in much cussing and whining, thereby waking up the wife, and having her wonder what I’m doing hopping around the bedroom at 3:00 am, clutching my foot.

  4. What is awesome for me is getting up extra early and having a hot shower and then still having lots of time to go back to bed and fall into oblivious sleep.

  5. That is awesome but I think making it through the entire night without having to get up and go to the bathroom at all is even more awesome. Oh how I longed for those nights during my pregnancies when I would have to get at least five times every night to use the facilities.

  6. flannel sheets are essential here in the great white north!

    the polar opposite of this is the dread and descison of going to the bathroom when you wake up in the middle of the night. can i hold it? will i make it till morning? how cold is the outside blanket world? all important factors. but its all worth it when you slide back into the warm bed and torture the person sleeping next to you with your frozen feet. haha!

  7. Last night I got a two-fer! I got back into my warm flannel sheets, AND the snorer in the bed rolled over and stopped snoring. Bonus.

  8. You folks think that is bad getting up on a cold winter night and going to pee huh … Well think about this one. Growing up in the south unless you were RICH, you didn’t have a bathroom in the house. You had an outhouse (the thing called a toilet) It was usually located at least a thousand feet from the house. You had an option…get fully dressed and bundle up and make that trip. When you got back, undressed you crawled back in that bed snuggled up to your bed partner if you had one…..or…. the other alternative was a bed bucket you pee’d in or done the #2.. When you wiped, it was usually a few leafs of paper from a Sears and Roebuck Catalog. If you were in a large family, it didn’t take long for it to get full unless you had a real big one. Then there was the stench of #2 if someone did that. Then if it was full, your thingie hung down in the pee. That warm bed consisted of a feather bed and home made wool quilts to keep you arm. There were heavy and you didn’t move around much. They kept you warm. If you didn’t have a furnace (and that was extremely rare) you had an open fireplace for heat. At night it was banked up with coal. During the night the house cot cold. You stuck your nose out from under the cover to breathe. If you slept with your brother or sister and they passed gas…HA…..need I have to say? When time to get up, your mother got up and flushed the fireplace (grate) and started the fire. While that was going she went in the kitchen to fire up the coal or wood stove to get breakfast sometimes finding the water bucket was frozen over. By that time the house was warm enough and you got up to crawl in your cold clothes. You stood in front of the fireplace and got yourself warm all over again. You had breakfast and off to school. Some had to walk two or three miles to their school. But that was good living back then.
    Now you complain about this modern age!!!!
    Hawkeye181@aol.com.

    1. 1. I don’t see anyone complaining here…

      2. The same thing happened in the North, too, where it was a hell of a lot colder! Try living in Vermont.

  9. I can relate to many things you mentioned and they are true only it was I who got up at 4:30 each morning and built the fires ,enjoyed reading your article.

  10. cece … I live here near Stowe, Vermont. You are right about being colder than hell here. But sis loves me crawling back in bed and snuggling up to her between the flannels. Says the cold don’t bother her as long as she is warm. I spent three months in Grand Rapids, Michigan in December January and February ten years ago. I would trade weather with them any time.

  11. Groggy and blind, you grunt and scratch your way back to your wrinkled sheet cave after an epic journey through the frozen bathroom wilderness.
    This reminds me of the Baby diaper entry, “grog waddle.”

  12. Even better is when your snuggly warm love realized you had gotten up to tinkle and he throws the covers back as you approach the bed so you can snuggle up right into him! BLISS!

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