As always, kristin, thank you for talking about the not-so-pretty stuff. Just  reading real stuff in another's life is like eating a meal of steak and asparagus after a week of fast food and packaged crap food. 
I completely identify with your metaphor. I don't even have a freaking bed in my metaphorical bedroom ;) but I'd much rather sleep on the cold, hard floor for awhile than on my comfy bed that I know has a family of dust bunnies underneath! Ok maybe just alligators....