The bf took over the bed lastnight by insisting on sleeping right in the middle. So I went down stairs to the couch. Of course I had to get up to pee in the middle of the night. For some reason lately I've been terrified of walking past my stairs at night. Feels like someone/thing is watching me. I have to fight the urge to run and jump under the covers!
So now hours later I'm still awake. I wish he wasnt such a deep sleeper so I could make his farty butt go sleep on the couch. lol