I slept for over 12 hours last night - yes, on a weeknight.
I understand this is a gift.
I also woke up to a sweet boyfriend asleep on his couch, because I'd fallen asleep around 6:30 and had laid down on his bed rather than going out to my own bed. It went from "laying down for a bit" to "nap" to "goodnight" I guess. He didn't wake me up to move. He is a great man.
I also woke up entirely in my work clothes from the previous day, blouse and all.