It's called a mixed up biological clock. I've always been a night person. Inevitably, the house hunk is a morning person. And never the twain shall meet.
If I watched television, I suppose it would be understandable, but since I don't, then there are other things to occupy me. Reading. Beading. Writing. Even internet chatting is I find someone else awake. If all else fails, there is always Solitaire.
But when midnight rolls around, the eyes get heavy and I can tell it's time to turn off the lights, shut down the computer and hit the hay. I start to yawn. My eyes blur. And the cat starts nudging me to get out of "her" chair so she can curl up and go to sleep.
In the morning I stagger around for the first hour, wondering what type of truck hit me. It doesn't matter whether I sleep five hours or ten hours. That's just who I am in the morning. Occasionally, there's sufficient reason for me to get up "early". I'm cranky for hours when that happens so I really try to arrange things so I don't have to get up early.
And food? Don't talk to me about food for the first hour. You can probably tell that I'm not a gracious hostess in the morning, huh? Coffee is my speed for the early morning.
So how about you? Are you a morning or a night person?