The funny thing about sleep, is that as you change, your views on sleep change, too.
When you’re little, the goal of every sleepover and slumber party is to see who can stay up the longest. If we made it past midnight, we were awesome. 1 or 2 or 3 in the morning was an unexpected and astounding achievment. Getting up at 6 in the morning on Saturdays to watch six hours of cartoons was the normal way to start your weekend.
Then, you hit the teen years, and sleeping in becomes the best way to waste your weekend. Staying up until 3 or 4 in the morning becomes normal, and by not doing it, you are seen as weird.
Once you graduate, you go on to college, in some cases. Were you completely lose the ability to get up on time. I slept through more classes, and even a final, then I care to remember. You have to completely re-train your brain to wake up at the crack of dawn like you were doing just six months before, or you have to learn to never schedule classes at 8am.
Finally, you have a job, you’re married. There is nothing worse than having a different work schedule than your spouse. You’re getting up at 6 or 7 in the morning, getting out the door by 7:30 and going off to work, while your husband is still comfortably asleep in bed. Or, vice versa, you’re forced to wake up all alone with the spot beside you empty.
The best alarm clock in the morning, is, of course, wake-up sex. mmm…. But that’s a whole other post.
My point is, the way you see sleep changes as you change. Where, as a child, you got as much as you wanted but you didn’t want it, and as an adult, you want more but have no time. Sleep is a vanishing commodity to those over 20.