I claim to be awake, because I really think I am. My husband on the other hand never has that middle ground in between. He's either fully awake or asleep. I have been hoping it would rub off on me, but it doesn't seem to be doing so. SIGH.
Back to the brain-hurt: My entire family has sleep apnea issues. We all snore and everyone is in denial about it. They will get very angry if you try and move them to stop the snoring and they wake up and accuse you of lying. Because yes, I am awake at 2 am desperately trying to reposition instead of sleeping in my own bed just for the heck of it! Everyone complains about how bad the other family members snore, but claims that they are the only one that doesn't snore! (I know I do, I had to face the facts and get treatment when I realized I was sleep-deprived.)
About 30 years after the "snoring fights" first started, the denial about snoring has been cited in at least two of the messy divorces. Meaning the siblings refused medical treatment and got angry when the spouse acted like they were snoring (put in earplugs, went to sleep in another room).
They still deny snoring. I don't get it.
And no one has ever tape recorder the snorers? If they do, just make sure their sleeping partners are in on the plan.
I remember my dad bringing home his new cassette tape recorder around 1973. We'd all complained about Dad's snoring keeping the entire house awake so I decided the perfect way to break in his new toy was to set it up to record him. Being 7, I didn't think about the "other" noises likely to be captured when I hid the recorder in my parents room. When I retrieved it the next morning, and giddly ran into the kitchen telling my mom what I had done, I didn't understand why she turned white and became very upset and angry and demanded I give her the cassette tape immediately. I was probably in my early 20's before I thought back and realized what was probably on that tape.
When we were little, we didn't have any tape-recorders that could be easily hidden. I suppose they existed, but I only recall owning the large clunky ones.
Of course that reminds me of another brain-hurty moment related. My sister accused my brother of keeping her awake with his snoring. He had his own boom box (YAY 80s!) and recorded himself on both sides of a 60 minute cassette.
He played it the next day to prove to all of us for once and all that he didn't snore. My sister pointed out that the fact that he had flipped the tape over to record the other side showed that he had been awake for a good portion of the recording. He said that he couldn't get to sleep with the sound of the tape (some of those old players sort of creaked.) "But that doesn't change the fact that I do not snore anywhere on this recording!"
I know that makes him sound stupid, but at the time he was on the Honor roll at high school, was concertmaster of a hard-to-get-into youth orchestra and a few years after that he got a full-ride scholarship to a decently-ranked university. Oh, and he's now a professor at another even more prestigious university.
I think that's why my brain hurts more when my family does stuff like this. They SHOULD be too smart for this.