Sleep is not a simple proposition. It’s not always just a matter of being sleepy.
I cannot sleep well anywhere but in my own bed, and often not even there. There are times when my sleep depends on solitude. It’s got nothing to do with anybody else. I just need to be alone or I will not fall asleep. I’ve had more than one girlfriend who could not understand this.
Some people, like my co-worker, who is now sleeping in at his workstation as I write this, can sleep anywhere at anytime. I hate people like this.
Hello Blue!! (got any clues? 
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OK, to me, my couch is my kingdom. I can think there, sleep there, relax there.
Thats not to say I cant think, sleep or relax in the company of a woman.
Sometimes a man just needs a little time to himself. It’s nothing to worry about.
That, or he has a fixation with Andy Capp.
Oh Andy Capp, that wifebeating drunk…
Blue, I don’t see anyplace where you mention how long you’ve been married. Although, I’m guessing not a long time, or you would have dealt with this before now.
I remember when Mrs. Dave-Guy and I were newlyweds. We’d cuddle together every night, but eventually we found that it’s damn uncomfortable being intertwined for an extended period of time. It’s also impossible to go to sleep “in each other’s arms”, despite what popular songs would have you believe. So we’d mumble apologies, assure each other that we weren’t mad at each other, we just wanted to sleep back-to-back. Sheesh. Looking back on it, it’s comical, in a sweet, naive way.
Fast-forward to casa Dave-Guy 2001. After 19 years of wedded bliss, we read our books most nights, each turns off the bedside lamp on his/her side, rolls over and starts snoring. Sometimes, if one of us has had a particularly tough day, that one will turn in early. Plenty of times I’ve gone to bed and my wife has been asleep for an hour or so already.
We refrain from sleeping on the couch, because it plays merry hell with our backs, so if she’s starting to nod off in front of the telly, I’ll prod her until she’s roused and herd her off upstairs, but it’s for her own good.
Don’t take it personal. Especially if he assures you he doesn’t mean it personal. Save it for when he really is pissed off at you.