This is my husband. I go straight to REM and barely hit deep sleep. It’s not a good way to be, but there’s no cure, according to the sleep team who tested me. I need twice the sleep my husband does. It’s annoying!
Also? I worked CRAZY hours as a newspaper city editor and then editor— and still had to run the household. I bet CEOs aren’t worrying about folding laundry and mowing their yards and cooking dinner. I once worked from 6 am to 4 am. It was so hard — and I made shit wages. No sympathy for CEOs from me.