Switching it up
Erik and I have actually had that exact conversation (click on it to enlarge if you can't make it out). My OCD comes out and I just can't do it. I need my side of the bed. But Erik had to get up at 3:00 AM to get to work for Black Friday, and the alarm is on my side of the bed. From past experience, we know that if the alarm goes off before 5:30, I turn it off without realizing it and we've been lucky he gets up in time to get to work. Knowing this, I actually offered to switch sides so he would be to blame when the alarm was silenced and he stayed in bed.
Never again. There's just something about that other side of the bed that doesn't feel right. We've decided we will be investing in a second alarm for next year.
That's funny. When Len and I got married, we found out we both slept on the same side of the bed. I don't know who switched then, but we've swapped several times since. I thought it might have to do with who sleeps closest to the bedroom door; but further anaylsis proved that wrong. No rhyme or reason; we just change as the mood strikes.