Sleeping Arrangements

When I was younger, I loved sleepovers, slumber parties - sleeping bags lined up next to each other, eating and talking and laughing until we drifted off to sleep.  When I was a young adult, I crashed, cat-napped, and passed out on cigarette burned couches, beer soaked floors, hotel room bathtubs - and once, the back of a boat parked in a friend's garage.  In my early twenties, I traveled abroad and stayed in youth hostels - a mat on the floor right next to a fellow traveller curled up on her mat two feet from mine.  When I was younger - communal living was fun and adventurous and a little bit dangerous.  

As a 48 year old woman, I am less interested in communal sleeping and yet - strangely enough, the opportunity has come up more than I am comfortable with.  I recently chaperoned a weekend event for my high schooler's Speech & Debate team.  My room and board was paid for with the caveat that I share a room with another same gendered parent.  One room, two beds, two strangers. My roommate was lovely.  Her pajamas were way prettier than mine.  A beautifully embroidered gown with teeny-tiny bells.  "Are you going to sleep in that?" I asked, as I shamefully pulled the covers up over my sweatshirt.   She jingled and snored all night long. I know, because I didn't sleep a wink.  

In May, the 100% remote company I work for will meet in Boston for a three day meeting.  Most of us have never met in person - although we talk every day.  We will be staying in one big house - together - more communal living.  Co-workers, sleeping together.  What is this - the 70's?  

Look, I'm all for being young and hip and edgy.  But I don't want to know my co-workers hygiene habits or if they are mouth-breathers or if they make bodily noises while sleeping.  Awkward!  If I refuse and book a hotel room up the road, I am the old lady who isn't one of the gang - and if I stay in the house, I won't sleep for 3 days.  Either way - I'm pissed that this is even a thing.  I mean - do I have to sleep wearing my bra - just in case I run into my boss on the way to the communal bathroom in the middle of the night?  Oh man, I'm going to have to hold it for 3 days.