My husband rolled out of bed pretty early this morning, and in my sleep fuddled state I was pretty worried it was actually Monday and I was late for work. He reassured me it was not Monday and he just couldn't sleep. He was going to get up and let me sleep in for a change.
I mentally blew a raspberry at him because I felt wide awake by then, but since he was being very nice, I thought I'd roll over and at least pretend to sleep for a little bit.
That little bit, of course, turned into a long bit, and two hours later, I popped up out of bed, wide awake. I opened the bedroom door to discover there was a couch in front of it.
That does explain why I slept restfully! The couch was moved to keep the dogs away from the bedroom door and they couldn't throw themselves against the door, doing a darn good imitation of a slobbering beast trying to break the door down.
Husband and dogs were very pleased to see me, and I was pleased to see them. Thanks hubs! I sure did need those extra hours of sleep!