I have mixed feelings about sleep. On one hand I am like a kid who can't go to sleep because there's too much fun stuff to do. But when I'm tired, I can't enjoy anything so I fall asleep as I do it. I often don't "go to bed." What usually happens is sleep overcomes me in whatever I'm doing.
One time, in my younger years, I'd been awake for quite some time, like maybe about 36 hours (can't do this anymore). Unfortunately I was on a date with a very nice guy and he told me I fell asleep while in conversation with him. He was talking to me and all of a sudden I just fell right asleep. I decided to go out with him more often because I could both sleep and have a date at the same time.
I will sometimes go to bed with my husband to watch television. But I can't stay awake for any of the shows and fall right asleep. That means an all-nighter because then I get up about 2:30 a.m. and post on the Internet all night. Then I go back and catch an hour or two of sleep before going to work. In fact, that is my usual schedule. When I tell people that they look at me as if I am nuts.
One time I worked two jobs of six hours each. This was quite rigorous but I was making a lot of money so I did it. Pretty soon I figured out how to sleep sitting up while staring at the monitor. It was a very light sleep and I trained myself to be able to come out of it and not look like I'd been sleeping in case anybody important walked into my office.
I have this great bed, though. It's a king-size and it's about 3 and a half feet off the floor. It has two featherbeds on the base and a featherbed comforter and lots of down pillows. Do I ever like to crawl into that bed!
Cher