Thanks to waking up at 6:30 on weekdays, I can no longer sleep past 9 on the weekends.
I know some of you might argue that is sleeping in, but in comparison to Mike – I’m getting up early. Mike’s always been a night owl and I’m an early bird. I get up, make coffee, and settle in front of the computer (shocking, I know) until I hear him stir. Then I usually go say good morning as he is such a Garfield about waking up.
But last Saturday I found this, around noon:
Apparently when I get out of bed, everyone else gets in bed!
I’m amazed there’s any room for me, at all!