We are technically living on the boat, but in reality, we are in the house, just quietly. We were using an inflatable bed, but one of the dogs popped it one night, and it started leaking. We had to get up several times a night and pump it back up again. Since my DH is heavier than I am, his side of the bed kept going down, and he would wind up on the concrete, while my side went way up in the air. Then, our biggest Newfoundland jumped on the bed in the middle and catapulted me up into the air and over to land on top of my poor husband, who was already flat on the concrete floor. So, we built a bed, and with a bed, a shower, two bathroom sinks, and four toilets (one in each bathroom, and two for the dogs water bowls) we are pretty much okay. I do wish we had a stove...
OMG I just laughed my arse off at the mental images I'm having of this! We moved into our house when we had a kitchen, 1 toilet, 1 shower and we used a dreaded inflatable bed as well! Not such a clever idea when one has pets :) Like yourself, every night was a struggle and DH always ended up closest to the ground. Although, he would sleep through a hurricane, so it was up to myself to pump the bed back up since a pin would wake me!
I'm loving the pics and stories, my jealousy levels are at a serious high