I stopped at the drug store and picked up some stuff my house was needing -- toilet paper, soap, etc. Then I went home, put stuff away and such, and turned on the television. I lay there on the couch for awhile, my face squished against a pillow, watching sitcom reruns. Then I watched half of The Wedding Singer before I got sick of it. I turned off the television.
I glanced at my email and friends page for a bit, then decided it was time to go read in bed. I remember it was 10:15pm when I lay down with my book. Bear in mind that my usual bedtime is around midnight. I did read for a little while...not sure how long.
I woke up around 5am. My thought process went something like this: "Huh, 5am. Yay, that means it's not time to get up, I can sleep longer. [look around] Wait a minute...why is my light on? Wait, I'm still wearing socks -- I hate wearing socks in bed! Huh. I must have fallen asleep reading. Strange, I don't remember even deciding to close my eyes, and here it's 5 o'clock... [look around again] If I was reading, where is my book? [dig around the bed] Oh, here it is, under the pillow! Good thing the book's not bent."
I often read in bed. Since I tend to have a lot of trouble falling asleep, sometimes I will try to "sneak up" on the elusive sleep. For example, I'll read until I'm very tired and the words are blurry, then I'll intentionally set the book down and take off my eyeglasses. But I won't put anything away, the book and glasses are still on the bed right in front of my pillow. I'll close my eyes and tell myself I'm just resting "for a moment". It's like this: if I plan to fall asleep, I'll often be unable, but if I tell myself I'm just closing my eyes for a moment, still planning to pick up the book again and read some more in a few minutes, sometimes I will fall asleep. Sometimes it doesn't work, and I do just pick up my book a few minutes later and continue reading, but sometimes I actually doze off. Usually not for very long, maybe a half hour, but when I awake I'm usually drowsey enough to go to sleep for real. I'll put the book away, turn off the light, and sleep for most of the night.
The odd thing is though: I don't remember doing that last night, and generally I do remember. I don't remember setting the book down at all! I think, possibly, this time I really did fall asleep while I was reading it. Kind of strange, because it's very rare for sleep to sneak up on me -- usually I have to sneak up on it.
At any rate, when I woke up this morning at 5am, I put my book away, peeled off my clothes, turned off the light, and went back to sleep after a short while of shifting around in the dark trying to get comfortable again. I slept until 9am this morning. 9am!! And I was still tired: I wanted to go back to sleep, except that I was supposed to be at work (um, I'm afraid my start time is also 9am). I must have been really wiped out yesterday, even more than I'd realized.