The curse of waking up early on the weekend

I've always loved the morning, whether I wake up to it or stay up all night waiting for it to come. Sundays are my favourite because in spite of my internal clock, which seems to think that 6 am is late enough for anyone to sleep, I take the opportunity to make some coffee, add a dollop of my favourite liqueur, and hit the hot tub (Conference Room 'H') for a half hour or so of quiet time watching the sun rise. Being that I am a hardcore Type A person, these moments help to preserve my sanity... sort of. I look forward to the day when I can win the lottery jackpot, retire and make this the start of every day. ;-)

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