You Can Sleep When You Die

Can I tell you how much I disagree with this statement?  I admire people who don't need too much sleep.  Mr. Ho is like this.  He functions pretty perfectly on minimal sleep and his body is programmed to wake up early - every single day.  On the weekends, he is very wise and tries to leave the house for a little while so I can sleep even longer.  I so appreciate a quiet house and he knows the wrath he will face if I'm forced to get up.  

I think I sleep for the dreams.  I have great, vivid dreams - adventure dreams, sad dreams (where I actually wake myself from real tears), and even sexy dreams (where Mr. Ho is the star, of course.  Hubba Hubba).  Even if I wake for a bit, I can force myself to continue where I left off.  I love dreaming.  I don't know how many times I've called Young and said, "So I dreamt last night..."

For the past seven months, I have spent A LOT of time sleeping.  I cannot even admit how late I sleep in.  It's a bit embarrassing.  The problem may be that our room is very dark, even if it's full-on sunny outside.  I asked Mr. Ho to open the blinds before he leaves for work, but he has yet to do so.  

I made a few observations of my sleep habits that I know are just so fascinating, that I had to share...  

1.  I fall asleep on my sides/stomach.

2.  If I stay up after 2 am, it is SO much harder to fall asleep.

3.  I get the BEST sleep after Mr. Ho leaves for work.  I snuggle into the middle of the bed and spread out as much as I can.

4.  Rocky sleeps in as long as I do.  

5.  I get hot feet.  I always have to have at least one foot outside of the blankets.  I told my mom how I do this and she said that her brothers do the same thing.  Blood doesn't lie.  

There you go, FIVE FUN (SLEEP) FACTS.

I was up way early today (for me, anyway) - at 7 am!  I had to help the elderly today, specifically my cute grandparents.  

Hmmm... I think I shall take a nap now.