Thank You For Not Cuddling
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I am not a cuddler, never have been. But since my husband and I have found ourselves on completely different schedules, what with him putting in long hours at the office, my being enmeshed with all things kids when they are at home, followed by staying up into the wee hours of the night, we find ourselves lacking in alone time. Then there’s the issue of it now being cold at night. So, when I finally roll into bed at 2 AM, I’ve found myself snuggling up for closeness and well, heat. He, however, is a cuddler. Imagine my surprise when we go to bed last night (I’m taking a short reprieve from the late nights) and he says, “you know I love you, right?”
At this point I know I’m in trouble. “Um, yeah.”
“Well,” he clears his throat “When you come in late and snuggle against me, sticking your cold feet in the bends of my knees, it kinda wakes me up and I have a hard time getting back to sleep.”
“But it’s really cold when I go to bed.”
“Maybe you should think about socks.”
He’s a cuddler. I’m not. I’m thinking he should be grateful. 
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