I was up at 8am, and have had a reasonably busy day but have yet to yawn or even feel tired. (1:50am.) I hate that I seem to be surviving on an average of about four hours sleep in 24. I am wide awake and listening to music on my headphones. OH falls asleep the minute he sits down during the day (he is always napping) and still sleeps soundly at night. I am very envious. I went to bed at 11pm, read, did puzzles, tried to sleep, without success, so I am now up, posting on here, drinking decaff tea and bopping along (on the sofa) to Kiss's "I wanna rock and roll all night, and party every day" which I recently discovered.
I might as well enjoy the wee small hours if I have to be awake during them. I ought to have been a vampire, or a bat, or an owl.