If your bed is very wide, you might not need to fold the duvets in half, because hey can look rather odd as two long sleeping bags on the bed. It’s simple! To make a bed with two duvets, you need to fold the two single duvets in half length-ways, and lay them next to each other on the double bed. You don’t need to compromise on your duvet. There’s snoring and night-terrors and flailing limbs and alarm-clock issues to sort through. If you’ve been laboring/not sleeping under the apprehension that consistently sharing a bed with another person means that you have to compromise, you’re right. It seems like a small issue, but it will undoubtedly make life better. Wake up in the morning, body temperature properly regulated, and gently fluff two duvets over the bed instead of one.
The “warm sleepers” throw their flimsy little cotton blankets over the bottom half of their legs. The “cold sleepers” get their heavy thermal down blanket under which a kind of biodome forms. So when you’re ready to go to sleep, retire separately to the same bed. It was on your parents’ bed and your grandparents’ bed and pretty much every other bed you’ve ever seen. We get so used to things as they are, don’t we? It’s so easy to assume that everyone just uses one large duvet because that’s what you’ve always seen. It is liberating to be reminded of the fact. Sleeping in bed with another person doesn’t magically morph the two of you into some kind of double-headed monster or baby-monkey-clinging-to-its-mama’s-back situation. This means…no, could it mean? THE WAR IS OVER. It might look a bit funny at first for those who have only experienced the one-duvet-system, like two squishy caterpillars on a picnic blanket. It’s so simple that it’s kind of embarrassing, isn’t it? Whatever your particular reason is for hating sleeping next to someone (admit it! You hate it sometimes!), Scandinavia holds the answer. Perhaps your rest-mate is a night-farter.
Or maybe your sleeping-partner, who during the day seems to function like a normal warm-blooded human, has a furnace-like body temperature in repose and she manages to emit heat waves so violents that you fear third-degree burns. And then he, with the elegance of a bear with his head in a honeypot, pulls it in just such a way that your feet are completely uncovered and you practically freeze to death. Regardless of what you call your bed covering, you’ve likely experienced the all-out war that is comprised of one person pulling the duvet all the way over to his side.
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