When Queen Tuffett and I used to share a bed on family vacations, we'd usually wake up in the morning to find that I had sprawled myself out all over the bed, and she had hogged all the covers. I thought it was a good system.
Now that we are all grown up, I only ever share my bed with Anya, who, as it turns out, is more of a bed hog than I am. This is what I wake up to almost every morning:
My head is usually on that little corner of pillow you see to the right.
Luckily I use a queen-sized pillow. Otherwise I think she'd boot me straight onto the mattress!