Sleeping Single in a King Size Bed

Since separating from the Spousal Unit, I have been sleeping in a king size bed ALONE.  You know that phrase, "No man is an island"?  Well, in that bed, I AM an island in a sea of mattress.  My side of the mattress is getting a little lower that the other side.  I need someone to help me flip the danged mattress over!! I tended to sleep on my side of the bed (equivalent to the passenger side of the car) on my right side facing out.  It was my menopause position because it allowed me to stick out my thermostat-foot when I got hot.  And I got used to that position and like it.

I never wanted a king size bed.  I was happy to be in a queen.  When he had that bed delivered, I said it would spell the end of the marriage.  How right I was!  At least in a queen, you occasionally touch each other!  It's nice.  In a king, you need binoculars to even find the other person!  He wanted this bed because he was tall.  In his apartment, he has a queen bed.  Is he no longer tall?? Am I going to get stuck with this monstrosity?

Now I wake up and find that I slept on the diagonal.  Or I wake up totally sideways.  There is no border or body that I bump into to tell me to change directions, like those Roomba vacuums.  I dislike it intensely when I wake up on the OTHER side of the bed, because it seems like it is miles from the clanging alarm clock on my nightstand.  THAT is what people mean when they say that you woke up on the wrong side of the bed... it HAS to be!