Meanwhile, my sd who spends a night or two here on weekends had a god awful mattress. It was horridly uncomfortable. So, seeing as the twins weren't using it, I swapped the top bunk mattress for hers.
A year or two goes by. Sd decides she cannot share a bedroom w her younger sister. She is too old to sleep in a room w barbies lol. So dh starts adding a bedroom to our finished basement. Her belongings are all downstairs (by her request) and her bed is in pieces. She sleeps on the couch until it's done. Again, her request.
Now, the twins have grown. One has decided he is brave enough to take the top bunk. So he starts sleeping on it, and a week goes by. I tell dh this and say he should go grab the bed from downstairs and swap them back. He gets super defensive and claims that by suggesting I take the currently unused mattress that is technically my sons back, that I am implying that sd deserves to sleep on the crappy mattress and am being an ass. What?!
I mean, the kid isn't even sleeping on it! I asked him if my son deserves to sleep on the crap mattress, and he says no. That we will buy a new one next week when he's on holidays and my son can tough it out till then. Yup, nope! It was his damn bed in the first place and he isn't spending another second on it! I brought it upstairs and made the swap. Now I'm the sm from hell, apparently. Am I the jerk?!