I love my bed. I’m like a kid jumping into a pile of leaves when it comes to my bed. Wheeeee! I love it. Soft sheets, heavy, thick down comforter….cozy happy place. Now, it is all about sleep for me and my bed. Other stuff happens there..occasionally, but it is the snuggle down cozy warm comfort that gets me excited. Then sleep. My husband would prefer that it was his presence in the bed that caused my excitement, and sometimes yes, but mostly it is the promise of undisturbed sleep. Mostly. It is just where I am in life, ok?