I love my sleep.
There’s nothing quite like the anticipation of sleep: sinking my head into a soft, fluffy pillow, clean crisp sheets, a warm (but not too hot) duvet to nestle into, my body relaxing, all worries gone temporarily from my head, left to be faced tomorrow.
Even better if it is cold outside, not too windy, raining gently.
And all this is perfect if it is Saturday or Sunday the next day.
Only a few hours more to wait ...