Well guys, I have a confession to make.
I sleep in sometimes. In fact, compared to my hard-working Hubs, I sleep in almost every day.
See, he gets up around 6:45 a.m. every day to get ready for work. He leaves around 7:05 or 7:10. (Yup, he’s quick.)
I get up when he’s finishing up getting dressed and ready. Before he heads out the door, I make his lunch and breakfast and send him on his way with a kiss.
And then do you know what I do?
I go back to bed.
There, I said it. I admitted it.
But every morning, I feel a little guilty about it.
Sometimes I feel so guilty about it that I can’t really sleep so I just hang out there in bed, all comfy and warm and thinking about how sorry I am Hubs had to get up and go to work. Then do you know what happens? If I stay there long enough, all comfy and warm, I fall asleep.
Usually, I wake up when my alarm goes off about 45 minutes later, around 8:00. And that’s usually when I drag myself out of bed.
Sometimes, though, I sleep until 8:30 if I’m really tired. A few times, I’ve stayed in bed until 9:15.
I know, I know, it’s not like I’m doing something particularly wrong, but I feel guilty that he’s running around on less sleep than me. He is, after all, the one of us who likes to sleep in the most. I have trouble staying in bed past 10:00 (on a weekend, never on a weekday), but he could snooze until noon! Or after if I brought him lunch. Maybe even without the lunch. I swear, he could sleep through an entire day and not even care about missing his meals.
Needless to say, I know he hates getting up. Every morning it goes like this.
(Alarm goes off)
Hubs hits the snooze button.
(Alarm goes off ten minutes later.)
Hubs: Unnnggghhh. I don’t want to get up.
Me: I’m sorry, honey. You have to.
Me: Or you can call in sick or go in late…
Hubs: Unnngghh. I can’t.
And then he rolls over and gets out of bed and into the shower.
It’s like I’m sleep-cheating on him when I go back to bed after he leaves.
I work from home (part time), so it’s not like I feel completely worthless. I am contributing to our family finances after all, and I do a lot around the house, too. The guilt was worse when we were first married and I didn’t have as much to do.
But I still feel guilty.
And yet, I still do it. Almost every day.
I’m torn between sleep and a clear conscious.
And the crazy thing is, he knows I go back to bed. He may be jealous but he doesn’t care. He’s never purposely made me feel guilty. It comes from me, for sure.
(Much like the way I feel about him when he drinks coffee or sweet tea in front of me. I’m jealous, but I don’t want him to miss out just because I have to…)
But the problem is, I don’t know what to do. Should I keep stealing the extra sleep time? Should I force myself to get up and started on my day when he does? Am I crazy for thinking about this so much? Does anyone else struggle with this? Am I totally on my own here?