Mean Sleeper

I like to think that I'm a nice person.

I smile at strangers. Babies like me. All that.

When I'm awake, I think I'm a pretty pleasant person overall.

However:
All of this changes when I'm in that weird state between wakefulness and sleep.

Case in point: I've just been informed that Colt woke up in the middle of the night because he was cold, and I had all the blankets. So he pulled the sheet over. As soon as he did so, I said "NO!"

And pulled the sheet back.

I don't have any recollection of this, but honestly, it's not hard for me to believe.

Similar situations have arisen in the past.

I'm not a nice person when I'm sleepy.