Thursday, February 23, 2012
I began sleeping nude in my early teens. Prior to that I'd slept in just underwear. I'd never been fond of pajamas because they seemed to get twisted when I rolled over. However, I do wear flannel pajamas around the house in the evenings after changing out of my work clothes.
When I stopped sleeping alone my 1st boyfriend (actually he was my partner for 3 years) also slept nude so there seemed no need for me to change my sleeping preference. Spouse also slept nude so when we got together there was again no need for me to change what I was doing. For the last 30+ years I've been sleeping nude. Its comfortable and easy.
But a few days ago I felt like I might be starting to come down with a cold or flu. I felt tired and a little achy. I took Spouse's suggestion of going to bed early that night in the hopes that getting extra rest would help me not get sick. But as I mentioned a few posts ago, we don't keep the thermostat very high and the thought of being chilly in bed when I might be starting to get sick was not a pleasant one. So I decided to wear my flannel pjs to bed, despite the potential for twisted legs and sleeves.
Oh my god, I can't remember a time when I slept more comfortably!! I was so nice and toasty warm in my flannel pjs, with the sheet and down-filled blanket pulled up to my neck. It was great!
Spouse is a cover clutcher so there have been many times when I've woken up cold and had to wrestle the covers back from him. And sometimes when he was turning over he'd lift the covers, letting all that nice warm air escape and allowing the chilly air in. But none of that mattered the other night when I slept in my flannel pjs.
Sure, its not nearly as sexy or seductive to sleep in head-to-toe flannel, but it sure is warm and comfy!