I've always said I only require approximately 6 hours sleep. PB on the other hand needs his 8 -10 – like one may need water or air. In addition to this mammoth sleepathon he also likes to add cheeky nana-naps in during the day. He says he needs more sleep than me and that's just how it is. Suck. It. Up.
Last night I was feeling fluey so I went to bed at 7.30. This morning I felt like gold. GOLD! And I thought to myself, is this what normal people feel like every day? Is the what my husband feels like every day? No wonder he is so protective over his sleep! He does always say it's the hours you put in before midnight that count.
I'm not saying I'm going to aim for this every night, but once or twice a week? Maybe.