I find that the most banal things on the radio suddenly become endlessly fascinating when the alternative is getting out of bed.
"This advert for conservatories? Oh, I'll just stay in bed until the end of the commercials.. ooh, I've not heard this Rihanna song for a few hours, just one more song.."
I believe just-woke-up me learned a different version of mathematics.
When I set the alarm the night before I can budget my time appropriately. 30 minutes to get where I need to go, 15 minutes for morning chores, 20 minutes for breakfast, etc. I'll add an extra 10 minutes for unpredictability, set my alarm, and go to sleep.
Then when I wake up, I can hit that snooze button because apparently 60 - 9 minutes is plenty of time to get 50 minutes of stuff done. Then I hit it again, because I'm sure I can just do things a little quicker. 60 - 18 is plenty of time to get 50 minutes of stuff done.
Finally I get up and start to wonder how I ever rationalized that I could get 50 minutes of stuff done in 30 minutes.
It reminds me of when I was on prescription pain medications after a surgery.
I realized this about me too, the other day. I'm completely unrealistic about schedule for the first half-an-hour or so after I wake up. So I try to get as much done the evening before so there's less risk of that unrealism trashing my morning.
"This advert for conservatories? Oh, I'll just stay in bed until the end of the commercials.. ooh, I've not heard this Rihanna song for a few hours, just one more song.."