I slept in.

I'm the mother of a son. He kept me from sleep all hours of the day from the time he was in utero until he moved into his own place last year after his 19th birthday. I've waxed poetic about lusting for sleep.

Sleeping in… to sleep all the way through the night… to sleep undisturbed until you wake up… then, be able to roll over and go back to sleep just because you can. That is true luxury.