Most people think (and say) I'm lazy. I can't blame them because I'm one of those people who starts feeling functional only when it is the dead of night. I've tried to fix it, but it's of no use, so I've come to accept it.
The guy who washes my windows is getting used to seeing my sleepy ass in bed I guess. He comes once a month, and I keep forgetting to get decent curtains, or wear pajama's only to remember when he's right in front of me when I wake up. I don't mind, it means I get to roll over one more time, at least until he's out of sight