Last night I was tired.
So, so tired.
I was tired because I’ve been a little sick.
I was tired because I ran a half marathon on Saturday.
I was tired because my body hurt… all over.
So I went to bed at 9:00.
Hubs and his brother stayed up to watch some show on the history channel. I didn’t care at all.
I went to bed.
I think it was the first night since we’ve been married, that we were staying in the same place, that we went to bed separate from each other.
I’ve been dreading that.
And I don’t really know why.
I know it isn’t a big deal if one of us is more tired than the other one. I just don’t want it to become a habit because I want us to learn how to adapt to each other’s sleep schedules and various needs.
But one night apart didn’t seem to hurt.
And you know what?
I’m probably going to go to bed early tonight, too.
I think Hubs is going to come with me tonight, though.
What about you? What makes you head to bed before dark? How tired do you have to be before you suck it up and admit to needing more sleep? Any secrets for feeling less sleepy during the day? What are your thoughts about separate bedtimes?