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It irritates me that I can't seem to sleep in anymore. I wake up exhausted at 4:30 on workdays, and then on weekends I wake up at 5:30 and have to force myself back to sleep for another measly hour or so.
That said, I do love the early morning quiet time where I get to snuggle the puppy in bed and watch Jon sleep and read a book with a big cup of tea. It's too early to feel bad for not being 'productive', and the little glowy-early-morning light is nice (pale and cold in the winter, which makes the house feel all the cozier, or warm and sweet in the summer, which gets into your veins and sneakily energizes you).